Nearly a kiss

As the evening embraced them in its tender embrace, Stephen led Anna towards the awaiting helicopter, adorned in a sleek black coat that hugged his broad shoulders. Anna, her baby bump gently swaying with each step, was wrapped in a cozy ivory-colored winter coat, accented with a soft fur trim. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

As they settled into the helicopter's cabin, the low hum of the rotor blades resonated through the air, creating a sense of anticipation. Anna's grip tightened on Stephen's hand, her fingers interlacing with his, seeking reassurance. Stephen, ever the reassuring presence, squeezed her hand gently, his touch conveying a silent promise of safety.

The helicopter ascended into the night sky, its steady rise mirroring the palpable excitement building within them. Anna's gaze fixated on the window, her eyes widening in awe as they caught their first glimpse of the mystical Northern Lights. A symphony of colors, a celestial dance, unfold