59. Forever?

COLE

Nestled along the serene lakeside, the small cottage had a cozy warm feeling to it. And surrounded with a lush blanket of trees it was alluring with us beautiful landscape, beckoning you to spend more peaceful nights inside it. And I understood why Mr Carter loved to escape here with Mrs Carter. Because I could imagine myself with Violet here, far away from the regular life, just in a cocoon of our own just like we were right now.

Its exterior wore a weathered patina, as if time itself had embraced the dwelling. Soft, weathered wooden panels adorned the walls, painted in muted hues of cream and moss green, blending harmoniously with the natural surroundings. A quaint porch extended from the front where a couple of folded chair waited to be used. It was picture perfect and inviting to anyone who happened upon it.

And not far from where we walked, with Violet’s hand tucked in mine, the lake’s gentle waves lapped against the shore, serenading with their soothing melody and beyond i