Angie's POV

　　We stopped in a magnificent forest. I don't know where it is, and it doesn't even feel like it deserves to be called a forest because it offers a perfect view.

　　"Why are we stopping, Gilbert?"

　　"Aren't you attracted to this beauty?" Gilbert asked me back.

　　I nodded. The expanse of grass with a fountain and a small river on the right side and a little sunlight coming in from the gaps in the trees did make this place like a hidden ...