Myra’s pov “You used more than a minute.” Ethan looked at his wristwatch briefly as I closed the gap between us. “But it was worth the wait.” He said with a smirk on his lips. “I love the dress.” “Thank you.” I said simply. He pulled the door open and I got in. “Where would you like to go first , the museum or the park?” Ethan asked as he pulled into a parking space. “The park I said simply.” There isn’t much to see at the museum other than some mysterious piece. Remains from ancient wolves— fangs, claws, bones and the battle weapons used over the centuries. The park is where the main event takes place. “Whoa.” I said under my breath. We walked into the park side by side, and I couldn’t help but admire the breathtaking décor. Lanterns hung from the tree branches, casting a warm, golden glow that wrapped the entire park in a cozy atmosphere. Colorful ribbons were tied around the tree trunks and draped from branch to branch, adding a vibrant splash of color. The rhythmic be
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