Neither of them seemed to have expected it. After getting out of the car, their eyes, gradually adjusting to the darkness, were greeted by a magnificent spectacle.
It was secluded, magnificent, and expansive.
Summer Thorne let out an involuntary, quiet "wow." For a moment, she even forgot about the cold. She just tilted her head back to look at the distant sky and said softly, "I thought you couldn't see this many stars when it's cold."
Timothy York's deep voice sounded from her side. "The winter Milky Way is fainter, but the stars themselves are actually brighter, so it's a great season for stargazing."
"In that case, we came at the perfect time."
Summer Thorne said with a smile, then grabbed Timothy York's hand and started walking forward.
In the dead of night, in a world quiet and devoid of people, the two of them held hands, following the winding mountain road as they headed toward a hazy, distant destination.
Where exactly was this place?
They didn't know.
