The afternoon sun was warm against my face as Sienna and I stepped out of the apartment building, the gentle breeze carrying the scent of blooming flowers from a nearby park. She walked beside me, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the hem of her turquoise dress. It was cute and Camille was the one who had insisted she wear it, claiming it brought out her eyes.
"You sure about this?" Sienna asked, her voice soft and filled with uncertainty. "I mean, going out in public... aren't people going to stare at us?"
I glanced down at her, noting the way she kept her gaze fixed on the sidewalk ahead. Her shoulders were slightly hunched as if she was trying to make herself smaller. Even dressed up, she carried herself with that same quiet humility that had drawn me to her in the first place.
"Let them stare," I said, reaching out to gently take her hand. "I want to spend time with you. Just you."
