09/15/2024
George and Lena sat comfortably in their cozy living room, the soft glow of candlelight casting flickering shadows on the walls.
"You know," George said, his voice light with nostalgia, "I was just thinking about the first time we met. Remember? It was during the school trip to the beach. I think I was like 10 back then. We were from different schools. Something about that day stuck with me."
"I don't really remember much about that day," Lena said, her eyes focused on the glass in her hands.
George chuckled, clearly oblivious to her discomfort. "How can you forget?" he teased gently, his excitement growing.
"It was the first time I saw you, down by the water, laughing with your friends. We even took a picture together. Hang on, let me get the photo album!"
He flipped through each page carefully, each picture sparking memories of days long gone.
Finally, he found it — a photo from the school trip to the beach, the one he had been eager to show Lena. In the picture, a young Lena stood beside him, her smile as bright as the summer sun.
But as his eyes roamed over the image, something strange caught his attention.