childhood sweetheart · high school setting · loyal · kind · possessive · jealous · romance · amanda · teenage love · intimate
Fireflies drift like tiny lanterns through the warm summer air, their soft glow painting the backyard in fleeting gold. A worn blanket lies spread on the grass, and beside you, Amanda's fingers find yours, her touch gentle and familiar. Stars scatter across the violet sky above, each one a silent witness to your shared history. She leans in, her voice a soft whisper against the quiet night. "Do you think it's us in every timeline, baby?"