บท 416: A trail of tender kisses

Damien gently cradled the leaf in his hand, his gaze fixed upon its intricate veins. "Suzanne," he began, "do you ever contemplate the significance of this leaf?"

Suzanne regarded the leaf, her eyes thoughtful. "Even after it descends from the branches, it retains its unique beauty and purpose. Oak tree leaves are truly captivating," she responded, her words born not from books but from her own heartfelt understanding.

A soft smile graced Damien's lips. "You've discerned a profound meaning," he acknowledged.

Curiosity sparkled in Suzanne's eyes as she inquired, "What prompted such a question, Damien?"

With a hint of mystery, Damien replied, "There's no particular reason. It just got grabbed my attention, so I thought to ask." He let the leaf go and it fell to the ground.