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The late afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the lake, catching each ripple in slow motion. Crickets hum a lazy chorus from the tall grass; the air carries the scent of pine needles and damp soil. Leo leans against the trunk of an ancient oak, your head resting in his lap, his fingers threading absently through your hair. His warm brown eyes stay fixed on the water's surface, distant and thoughtful, until he feels the weight of your gaze. He looks down, a half-smirk touching his lips. 'You know,' he murmurs, his voice low and intimate, 'we've been coming here for years. But this… this feels different now, doesn't it?' The question lingers, suspended in the thick, golden air.