Isalo's POV

I rested my jaw on my fist and gazed at her. The sun rays grazed her red hair, the wind sending it flying. She had the prettiest smile stretching on her face. Her white gown swayed in the air, revealing her pale legs. The grasses rustled and the tree branches danced to the breeze's tune.

This was our secret spot. No one ever came here and yet I wondered how the grasses always managed to stay short. I rose from the ground and ran to her, my hands spread out.

She embraced me and we fell down. Laughing our hearts out, I locked eyes with her. Strands of...