The invitation crackled in Amelia's hand, its crisp edges whispering promises of a reunion. Her breath hitched. A giggle bubbled up, and she covered her mouth, the sound still escaping, light and airy. "Finally," she breathed, picturing Leo's face. After all these years! She skipped to the kitchen, humming a tune as she pulled out a box of her favorite cookies. She'd be bringing them, of course.
The restaurant buzzed with the low murmur of conversation and the clinking of glasses. Amelia scanned the room, her heart doing a happy little dance in her chest. Then she saw him. Leo. A wave of effervescence swept through her, making her toes tingle. His smile, though a little different than she remembered, still sent a thrill through her.
"Leo!" she exclaimed, her voice a little too loud. She practically bounced over to the table, her cheeks flushed. "It's so wonderful to see you!"
“Amelia, wow. You look… well, you look like you haven’t aged a day,” Leo said, shaking his head slightly. “I’ve been trying to remember the specifics of that night, but my memory is all… fuzzy. You remember, right? The fireflies?”
“Fireflies? Oh Leo! Yes! Of course, I remember! The way they lit up the entire field, like tiny stars on Earth, I can still feel the magic of that night. It was absolutely perfect.” She leaned forward, eager to share the glow that still warmed her from within.