“Can I ask you something, Padawan Kenobi?”
Satine’s voice pulled him back to reality. He turned, blinking the water from his eyes. She was standing near, staring at him. He stiffened. She was close, so close that the space between them felt unnaturally small.
The sunlight filtered through the trees, dancing on the surface of the water, creating an almost hypnotic effect.
Her wet hair danced around her shoulders, floating gracefully on the surface. Her eyes gleamed, reflecting the luminosity cast upon the face of the waters.
And his heart, at that moment, wished time stood still, as he stared into the flame that burned within her eyes.
Almost a kiss.
This is how love happens.
















