161 First impression

As the late morning sun painted the sky in shades of gold and blue, Abby and Remo strolled along the sun-kissed beach, the sand warm beneath their feet. The sound of seagulls and the gentle crash of waves created a tranquil atmosphere, perfect for their leisurely walk.

Remo glanced at Abby, admiring the way the sunlight danced in her hair, illuminating her features with a soft glow. He couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for her as they walked hand in hand, their footsteps leaving a trail in the sand.

"Abby," Remo began, breaking the comfortable silence between them, "can I ask you something?"

Abby looked up at him, a curious expression in her eyes. "Of course, Remo. What's on your mind?" she replied, her voice warm and inviting.

Remo took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking. "What was your first impression of me when we met?" he asked, his tone laced with curiosity.