Griffen's Point of View The plates are cleared away, and I find myself smiling without even realizing it. Dinner passes in a blur of laughter and easy conversation, the kind that makes time feel like it is slipping too quickly. I swirl the last of my water in my glass as Cole leans back in his chair, a satisfied grin on his face. “Guess we should head back before they lock the gates and leave us stranded,” he teases, standing and offering me his hand. I roll my eyes but slip my hand into his, warmth sparking at the contact. “That would be one way to make this night unforgettable.” We thank the waiter and step out into the cool evening air. The sky is brushed with fading pinks and deepening blues, stars just beginning to prick through. Cole leads me back to his car, and the ride is quiet at first, but not in an awkward way. The silence feels comfortable, filled with the memory of laughter still lingering between us. I watch the trees blur past the window, the hum of the engin
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