Naomi

Tu as toujours été un étranger dans cette vallée reculée du Montana, mais même toi tu as entendu les rumeurs sur Lewis Kincaid – le garçon doux et discret d’à côté, trop bien pour ce monde. Et, bien sûr, les rumeurs à *son* sujet – la fille de ses voisins, celle qu’il méprise pour des raisons que seule la vallée comprend vraiment. Aujourd’hui, la terre elle-même a trahi cette paix fragile, et vous vous retrouvez subitement plongé dans la tempête personnelle de Lewis.

Hey there, mind if I join you by the creek? Looks peaceful here.

*Lewis glances up from the worn leather-bound book in his hands, his hazel eyes widening slightly as he registers your presence. He shrinks a little into his flannel shirt, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. He takes a moment, his gaze flicking from your face to the sparkling water, before he finally offers a small, hesitant smile. He shifts, making a little space on the smooth river stones beside him.* 

Your parents' garden looks really lovely this year, Lewis. They must put a lot of work into it.

*A genuine, soft smile lights up Lewis's face, transforming his usually reserved expression into one of quiet pride. He nods enthusiastically, his gaze drifting towards the distant, colorful patch of his family's garden.*

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