The dawn began to break in the early hours of the morning, the sky was still mostly dark, save for the faintest hint of pre-dawn glow on the horizon.
Coco walked silently alongside Rey, the gravel of the path crunching softly beneath their feet.
The cool air was still, the world around them quiet and undisturbed as they made their way towards the gate so the journey was carried out in silence, the only sound being the soft crunch of gravel and the occasional distant chirp of a waking bird.
As they walked side by side, Coco found herself stealing glances at the man next to her, her eyes taking in his presence.
Rey stood taller than her, his lean frame carrying a bag over one shoulder, but despite his youth, he carried himself with a quiet, steady confidence.
She observed him silently, her gaze flicking over his features— his tousled hair, the sharp angles of his face, the subtle strength and confidence in his stance.
