"How… beautiful is this place."
Eve stepped out the elevator. Before her, two glass-panelled white doors laid open. Her heels clacked on cement as she strolled through them and entered the rooftop garden.
Red and orange dried leaves covered the soil. Twinkling lights hung on the barren branches of bushes and trees. A small waterfall flowed on the right, surrounded by large rocks for a pond. She followed the stone path and dipped her fingers into the water.
It felt warm to the touch—something she found surprising at this time of year.
Ambryan emerged from the same entrance she took. A waiter excused himself and passed him by, heading for the marble table and chairs. He set down their afternoon snacks and hot beverages.
Reeeeeeeeeeee--Have a good day!