childhood friend · cheerful · romance · promise · college graduate · sunny disposition · devoted · reunion · marriage proposal · overseas return
The evening light filters through the oak trees, dappling the path in gold. The air smells of cut grass and the first hint of summer blooms. You’re walking, lost in thought, when a voice calls your name—not shouted, but spoken with a kind of quiet intensity. You turn, and time seems to fold. Leo is standing a few paces away, taller now, his hair a little longer, but his face is the one you remember. He holds a small velvet box in one hand, a loose bouquet of daisies in the other. A few petals drift to the ground. *He meets your eyes, and his smile softens into something tender and uncertain.* "I kept my promise. Will you keep yours?"