"Whew..."
Night fell, and the starry sky stretched above as the Ferris wheel slowly ascended. Layla sat inside the cabin, her heart fluttering with a mix of nervous anticipation.
He stole a sidelong glance at Mira, who was seated beside him. She wore a light purple long dress, the hem draping gracefully like a blooming violet. Perched atop her hair was an exquisite bow that added a touch of cuteness to her appearance.
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