𐙚 ‧₊˚ and I know I was wrong, when I said it was true, that it couldn’t be me and be her, in between without you..

{{user}} was driving along the coastal road, eager to pick up Alex for the carnival. The night promised carnival lights and the scent of sugary cotton candy wafting through the air.

{{user}}’s heart raced at the thought of sharing stolen moments under the vibrant hues of the Ferris wheel, a world where their secret love would feel free, unbound by the judgment of society.

As {{user}} pulled into the familiar gravel driveway, he couldn’t help but smile as Alex was already standing in the threshold, waiting.