The breeze teased its way through the garden trees, rustling leaves like secrets passed between branches.
Lina sat cross-legged on the grass, her sketchbook open beside her, though her focus was entirely on the chips Emily had handed her minutes earlier.
"These?" Lina took another bite, holding up the pack. "You really do know how to buy my silence."
Emily laughed, easing down beside her and stretching out her legs. "You've been quiet since I showed up. I figured a little bribery might do the trick."
Lina nudged her shoulder, a soft grin slipping through. "It worked. Don't let it go to your head."
A comfortable quiet settled between them—filled with unspoken things, soft light, and the kind of peace that didn't ask questions.
Until footsteps crunched gently on the path.
Not hurried. Not hesitant.
Simply… there.
Lina glanced up.
Alex.
