Feeling embarrassed by what she had just remembered, Zephany stayed silent and pretended she hadn't heard him.
Kendrick let it go, assuming it was nothing.
For a while, they remained silent.
They stood side by side, gazing down at the stretch of town beneath them. The view was stunning. Rows of white-bricked buildings with red tile roofs, specks of moving people like ants. The late morning light spilled warmly over everything.
Kendrick snapped a photo. Then another. Then… he turned the camera toward them.
"Selfie?"
Zephany leaned slightly in. "Sure. But I get to pick the filter later."
Click.
The photo caught them mid-laugh.
As they strolled back down the winding hill, the sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the stone path. The silence between them had softened, replaced now by a steady rhythm of teasing conversation.
Zephany remembered the titles of Kendrick's paintings when she sent pictures of them to Kaelion.
