Muhammad Fayyaz

A romantic night

The city lights glittered faintly in the distance, but the rooftop garden was quiet, tucked away from the hum of traffic. A soft breeze carried the fragrance of jasmine and lavender, brushing against Elena’s skin as she stepped onto the terrace. She paused, her breath catching at the sight before her. Strings of fairy lights draped across the railing, tiny stars woven into the night. A small table sat at the center, set with two plates, candles glowing warmly between them.