Ava

The rain pattered softly against the windows as Marcel and I moved around the kitchen, preparing dinner. The aroma of spices filled the air, creating a cozy atmosphere despite the storm outside.

My phone buzzed on the counter, and I quickly wiped my hands before picking it up.

"Hey, Caspian," I answered, a smile already tugging at my lips.

"Hey, beautiful," his voice came through, warm and familiar. "I was thinking of taking you on a date... Season 2 of my favorite movie is out in theaters. How about we catch it together tonight?"

My heart fluttered. "I would love that."

Marcel, overhearing the conversation, leaned in with a...