Anthea stood outside the restaurant, her gaze fixed on the entrance as she waited patiently for her friends to settle the bill. She hated the strife between her two closest friends and her partner Nolan. Sure, she has his flaws, but why can’t they just accept him?

The soft glow of the evening lights bathed her in a warm ambiance, creating an atmosphere of calm anticipation. As she leaned against the brick wall, her body language exuded a sense of subtle vulnerability.

“Maybe Sarah is right…” Anthea thought to herself.

A faint smile played at the corners of her lips. She glanced down at her phone, her fingers gliding over the screen with a tender touch. A memory stirred within her, evoking a surge of warmth and affection.

Her wallpaper.