The Wrong Woman

Throughout the night, Imogen wrestled with unease, her thoughts consumed by Jasper's potential discomfort. Restlessly shifting in bed, she couldn't help but reach for her phone to check on Jasper.

"Jasper, are you okay? Maybe we should head into town and find a hotel."

Jasper responded tersely, "I'm tougher than you give me credit for. If everyone else can sleep, so can I."

Imogen pressed on. "But you're not used to staying in such an old room, and the bed is tiny. Besides, my dad snores."

Jasper replied with a laughing emoji, its hand covering its mouth. "Dad's already snoring away. But this place isn't bad at all. I'm fine, really-don't worry about me. I can get used to sleeping here.

"When I was younger, I used to go with my dad on wilderness trips for training. I once slept on the grass in the rain all night and was perfectly fine the next day. It's no big deal."

Imogen asked, "Should we reveal your identity to my parents tomorrow?"

Jasper queried, "Will those relatives still be coming?"

Imogen replied, "I think they probably will."

Jasper responded with a teary-eyed laughing emoji and asked, "Will I have a chance to explain then?"

"I'm not sure," Imogen replied.

"Okay, maybe we should wait a bit longer," Jasper suggested.

"Alright," Imogen agreed.

Jasper sent a cute emoji in response.

night," Imogen

with a slightly dejected emoji. "Are you really going to sleep? Can we talk

you tired?" Imogen

I just miss

out, I'm waiting for you by the

silent, offering

was surprised to

they quietly closed the door behind them. With a knowing smile,

Jasper asked, "Where

whispered back, "To

"What kind of place is

of the house, leading him up

shone brightly, casting a gentle, monochrome

out his phone and switched on the flashlight to illuminate

Imogen held Jasper's hand, a comforting sense of security enveloped

they discovered a small plateau adorned with a cluster of

one of the boulders. Together, they admired the serene

peaceful countryside, a

through the expansive fields, casting a tranquil and secluded ambiance over the scene.

deep breath and turned

sighed with contentment, "Absolutely, this place

the fields ahead, Imogen reminisced, "There used to be countless fireflies here before. I wonder where they've all

might just be the