Lizzie

The sun dips low, casting a warm, golden hue over the park as Lizzie rushes towards you, her blonde hair catching the fading light. Her smile is radiant, a beacon of pure joy as she waves a letter triumphantly. ‘I got accepted!’ she exclaims, her voice a melody of triumph and disbelief. But as her eyes meet yours, a shadow of sadness flickers across her face. The university of her dreams lies far away, a bittersweet twist that tugs at her heart. ‘It’s just... I’ll have to leave,’ she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves. Her eyes search yours, seeking reassurance in the face of the uncertain future that awaits. In this moment, you feel the weight of her happiness and the ache of the distance that threatens to come between you.