Ian's POV
**Song Suggestion: Closure by Hayd**
There she was, the one who got away, as people say. Her fiery locks danced in the wind, pushing into her face. As she delicately tucked a strand behind her ear, her cheeks bloomed with a rosy hue, and her icy blue eyes locked onto mine. Her lips curled into a dazzling smile, sending my heart aflutter and refusing to release its grip.
"Do I have something in my teeth?" she asked as she noticed me staring a little too intently.
"Nope, you're all good."