Chapter 118

• The night was alive with the twinkling of countless stars, each one a whisper of magic in the vast expanse of the sky. Lily and Lewis lay entwined on the soft grass of a secluded hilltop, their bodies still warm from the passionate intimacy they had just shared. The air was cool, brushing against their bare skin, but the heat between them lingered, a gentle reminder of the connection they had forged.
• Lily's fingers traced patterns in the grass, her heart racing as she gazed up at the celestial display. "One, two, three..." she murmured, counting the stars as if each one held a secret just for her. Lewis watched her, a soft smile playing on his lips, captivated by her beauty and the innocence of the moment. The way the moonlight danced across her features made her look ethereal, almost otherworldly.
• "How many do you think are up there?" he asked, his voice low and soothing, as if afraid to break the spell of the night.