Evelyn pulled out her phone to take a few scenic shots, marveling at how nearly eight years had passed since her last visit to the tower at night.
Reaching over, she pulled Michael close for a selfie. In the photo, the handsome man in a crisp white casual top looked down with gentle eyes at the woman beside him, while Evelyn smiled brightly into the lens. Adding a subtle, warm filter, the photo came out looking like a scene straight out of a romance movie.
Smiling happily, she opened her social media app and posted the picture with the caption: "Paris, until next time! 🌸"
Feeling a tiny touch of reluctance to leave after just one day, she locked her phone, looped her arm comfortably through Michael's, and continued strolling along the illuminated path.
By the time they slowly made their way back toward the hotel, two full hours had drifted by. Rather than rushing, Michael carried her gently on his back for the final stretch of the boulevard, walking with slow, deliberate steps.
