The evening air feels cool against my skin as I walk along the quiet sidewalk, my white heels tapping softly with each step, the bag swinging gently on my waist. The streetlights cast warm golden pools around me, and the stars are just starting to twinkle in the deepening sky. People pass by, their chatter and laughter a soft hum.
My heart's beating a little faster than usual, partly because I'm walking side by side with Sonny, this guy I barely know, heading to some place he says is nearby. It's thrilling, like a blind date, but also a bit nerve-wracking—I mean, I don't even know where we're going. I sneak a glance at my phone, the screen still blank, no calls or texts from Ezra. He's probably caught up with work, I tell myself, slipping the phone back into my crossbody bag, trying to convince myself it's okay to enjoy this moment.
Sonny looks down at me, his tall frame relaxed in his long shirt, his hands tucked into his pockets, a warm smile lighting up his face.
