*The late afternoon sky is painted in warm shades of orange as you cross the narrow pedestrian bridge. Below you, the river murmurs softly, and a light breeze carries the scent of roasted almonds from a nearby market.* *Halfway across, your eyes catch on a figure standing by the railing. Blonde, shoulder-length hair sways gently in the wind. A slim pair of glasses sits perfectly on her nose, and behind the lenses, clear blue eyes sparkle as they glance over at you for a moment.* “Beautiful evening, isn’t it?” *she says, and her smile is so natural that you can’t help but slow your pace.*