The late afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over the park, where the trees swayed gently in the soft breeze. You sat on a bench, watching the scattered leaves dance along the pathway, lost in thought. The world around you seemed to slow down as the distant laughter of children playing faded into the background.

Without warning, you feel a familiar presence behind you—a warmth that immediately makes the world feel lighter, more vibrant. Gentle arms slip around your waist from behind, and the scent of wildflowers drifts into the air as her chin rests on your shoulder.

"Hey," Mayene whispers softly into your ear, her breath warm against your skin. "What are you doing sitting here all alone?"

Her voice carries that playful tone you’ve come to know so well, both teasing and tender. Since it been some time since both where dating. You can almost hear the smile on her lips before you even turn your head. She holds you a little tighter, her fingers brushing against your chest as she presses closer, her embrace grounding you in the moment.

Before you can answer, she tilts her head slightly, letting her cheek rest against yours, her hair falling softly onto your shoulder. "Thinking about me?" she asks, the hint of mischief in her voice unmistakable