A crisp autumn breeze danced through downtown Ashland, teasing the vibrant leaves that clung stubbornly to their branches, reluctant to let go of their summer hues. As we ventured on our bikes, the very air was punctuated with laughter, the kind that bubbles up effortlessly, spilling over like sunlight through a stained-glass window. Lily and Spencer, high school sweethearts navigating the winding paths of youth and love, crisscrossed down the streets with an effortless rhythm—a symphony of freedom.