Zane didn't go too far; he let Natalie go as the sun fully rose.
Perhaps she sensed the man's excitement because she was wearing his clothes, so Natalie didn't change into her own clothes.
She put on Zane's white shirt with denim shorts and a pair of little white shoes, exuding youthfulness.
She tied her hair into a high ponytail, turned in front of the mirror, and asked the man behind her.
"Does it look good?"
Zane was holding a camera, capturing every moment.
It was Natalie's request.
"It looks good."
Natalie quite liked the outfit too, striking various poses and expressions in front of the camera. Zane was willing to be the stand, documenting her different sides.
The small town remained quiet even during the day.
Instead of driving, they chose to ride bicycles, with a spot decorated with flowers at the back.
Natalie sat on it, lifting her legs high like a child rediscovering innocence.
