As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the village, we headed back to the inn. The day had been unexpectedly pleasant, filled with laughter and simple acts of kindness.
The quaint village had embraced us with its serene beauty and welcoming atmosphere, making it hard to believe that anything troubling could ever intrude upon this peaceful haven.
It was a stark contrast to the turmoil that had plagued my mind since Riley left. Now, as we walked side by side in the fading light, I felt a strange sense of peace. The golden hues of the sunset bathed Riley's face, softening her features and lending an ethereal quality to the moment.
We reached the inn, and I glanced at Riley, who seemed lost in thought. Her usual guarded demeanor had softened, and for the first time in a long while, I saw a glimpse of the person she used to be. The inn's warm glow promised a cozy respite from the day's adventures, its rustic charm a perfect backdrop for the tentative truce between us.
