Friday evening brought a serene, romantic snowfall that blanketed Central Park in quiet, pristine white. Julian and Ava walked arm in arm along the snow-covered paths of the Ramble, the trees silhouetted against the amber glow of the city skyline. Julian wore a warm black wool coat, his hand holding Ava’s gloved fingers inside his pocket, his presence a fortress of peace. Ava rested her head against his shoulder, looking…
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