527: DOWN TO YOU

ARIEL'S POV I drove down the familiar streets towards my mother's house, moving in the quiet neighborhood, and the gentle breeze played with my hair as I hummed along to the radio. I was putting on a stunning dress, a flowing floral maxi dress with delicate lace detailing along the neckline and hem. The soft pastel colors of the flowers complemented my complexion, and the lightweight fabric danced gracefully around my ankles as I walked. I pulled up to the curb in front of my mother's house, and I spotted her emerging from the front door, a large trash bag in hand. She looked elegant as always, even during such a mundane task. Her sleek hair pulled back into a chic bun, and her outfit exuded effortless sophistication. With a smile, I stepped out of the car, the hem of my dress gently brushing against the pavement as I made my way towards her. The delicate scent of her favorite perfume wafted through the air, mingling with the fragrance of the blooming flowers that lined the