The weather in Cabinda at the end of September was just about perfect. The air was calm, the sky clear and blue like polished glass, with clouds drifting by in all kinds of shapes.
It was especially nice up in the mountains.
Eagle Peak was a well-known vacation spot in Cabinda. But the area Bonnie was in was still under development. No tourists in sight. Just empty hills and her, with plenty of space. She set her drone on the flattened ground, ready to work.
The client’s car was parked far off in the distance. After checking out the site, they’d told her they needed to visit the new sports center in Phase One and would meet her back here in two hours.
Bonnie took advantage of the time, taking extra aerial shots from every angle she could think of.
Reviewing the video on her phone, she couldn’t help but catch glimpses of Phase One: the winding road up the mountain, the racetrack, the Ferris wheel, the lakeside villas. All of it felt so familiar.
Three years had gone by, and she could still remember how happy she and Lawrence had been here together.
She remembered slipping behind the wheel of Lawrence’s favorite sports car, zipping around those mountain turns… or at least, trying to. It wasn’t long before her nerves got the better of her and she pulled over.
He’d laughed at her, called her chicken, but his eyes burned with that intensity that always made her catch her breath. Leaning across the seat, he’d unbuckled his belt and kissed her, warm and fierce.
They’d gone on the Ferris wheel, too. Lawrence had picked up the idea somewhere that if you kissed at the very top, your love would last forever.
So naturally, they rode it again and again, never getting bored.
Bonnie used to tease him for being so superstitious, saying it was just a cheesy cliché from some romantic drama. But Lawrence believed in it with all his heart, and even took her on a special trip to a temple.

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