Seven Minutes

"Just follow my lead," he said confidently, and I nodded, ready to comply. The water tank towered above us, its ladder reaching from bottom to top, but a locked gate stood in our way, surrounded by a daunting barbed wire fence.

We ascended the stairs and mirrored his movements as he climbed over the gate. Once he was over, he reached back to help me through. I couldn't shake the thought that this wasn't exactly how I pictured spending my evening at 8 o'clock.

Taking a deep breath, I crossed the threshold, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through me. This was my first time here, and I had no idea what awaited us. As we continued up the last flight of stairs, I finally reached the top of the water tank-and my jaw dropped in awe.

"Wow," I breathed, completely captivated by the scene before me-a moment straight out of a movie. He guided me to a comfortable spot, and I couldn't help but smile. "This is everything I've ever wanted." We sat under the moonlight, the city lights twinkling in the distance, the cool breeze wrapping around us like a gentle embrace. As he moved behind me, his arms encircled me, bringing warmth and a sense of security that made this moment even more magical.