When we returned from a walk in the autumn park, the frost was still tickling our cheeks, but it immediately became warmer at homeπ¦ We settled down comfortably by the window, watching the stars twinkle in the black sky, and I felt that this moment was magicπ I offered to make hot tea with cinnamon, and you would nod, smiling, and take my handπ₯° And so, wrapped in a warm blanket, we would talk about everything - about dreams, about memories and about what still awaits us aheadπ Would you spend such an evening with me, looking at the starry sky?π