Lover's Paradise

Three

As Isabella painted, a gentle breeze whispered through her hair, and she felt a spark of creativity. She began to lose herself in her art, capturing the vibrant colors of the sunset -- a mix of orange, pink, and purple. Just then, a shadow crossed her path. She looked up and saw a man standing there, his eyes bright and inviting. "Are you an artist?" he asked, a smile playing on his lips. Isabella nodded, feeling a bit shy. "I am. Just trying to find my inspiration." "I think you've already found it," he said, glancing at her painting. "It's beautiful."