Amina and Leila found themselves alone in the botanical gardens again. Sunlight filtered through the trees, painting golden streaks across their faces.
Leila leaned close, brushing a loose strand of hair behind Amina's ear. "You look… breathtaking," she whispered.
Amina's cheeks flushed. "Stop," she murmured, though her heartbeat betrayed her excitement. Leila laughed softly and leaned in, letting their foreheads touch. Their eyes closed, sharing a moment that spoke more than words ever could.