It was a typical evening in the bustling city. The sun had just set, casting a warm, golden hue over the buildings. In a quiet apartment, a woman named Isabella was preparing dinner. She had a pixie haircut, which framed her delicate features perfectly. Her long, dark hair was styled in a chic, fashionable way, making her look like a modern-day pixie.
As she chopped vegetables and sautéed onions, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement in the air. She was expecting a guest tonight, a man named Ethan. They had been flirting for weeks, and she couldn’t wait to see where the night would take them.
