Noah and Evelyn had been inseparable since childhood. They grew up in the same small town, where summer evenings were spent under the old oak tree by the river, whispering dreams about the future.
"I want to travel the world with you," Evelyn would say, leaning against Noah's shoulder.
"And I want to build us a home," he'd reply, tracing invisible patterns on her palm. "Somewhere quiet, where we can watch the sunset every evening."
Their love was unshakable, a bond that felt eternal. But life had other plans.