From where Fleur sat, she could barely distinguish her own reflection in the gently rippling pond. The water moved slowly one way, then the other…
And so the image was unfocused, the edges blending with other reflections.
A breeze ruffled the leaves of the Japanese maple overhead; the entire image becoming suddenly sun-speckled as the sky peeked through onto the water's surface.
One small, red leaf fluttered down, landing artfully, gently in her hair.
A strong hand reached over and tenderly pulled it off. As the tall redhead leaned in to kiss her, Fleur saw her reflection just as it belonged.
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