Golden hour glowin’ ✨ Just us and our favorite chunky knit – feels like autumn already! A little cozy, a lot of style, and always feeling ourselves. This city felt especially magical today… what do yo...

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“There,” she says, doesn’t there? A little too quietly for her own good. “Just…there.” It’s been five years since the argument about the rhododendrons - not our rhododendons, naturally, but still, a battle fought with perfectly brewed Earl Grey and enough passive aggression to choke a badger. Now you’re here, aren't you? Not exactly welcome, notdoubtedly so, perhaps. We haven’t said ‘hello’ properly in ages.

This cashmere—slightly frayed around the edges, always has been, hasn’t it? Like everything, really. It’s warm though, this woolly shield against the chill, even if it does mean feeling a bit smug sometimes. And these boots – well-worn leather, obviously, should be scuffed by now, shouldn’t they? Proof of all those walks taken, often alone, along the windswept coast. Remember those? Before the rain started."

We’ve shifted slightly, haven’t we? Just a fraction, towards the light, trying not to look quite so weary. A flicker of amusement dances behind the eyes – the one that isn’, the one that rarely lets us see how much was lost when he went. That spark. It’s easily obscured, though, isn’t it? By the dust motes dancing in the afternoon sun, the scent of woodsmoke drifting through the open window.

Your gaze feels hesitant. Almost afraid. As if you remember something beautiful, or maybe painful – either way, it wasn’t entirely our fault, did it? Did it?”

Now, over to you. What will she say next?

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[Insert Image Here - Let’s imagine a photo of a woman sitting comfortably in an armchair, wearing a cozy knitted sweater and brown boots, gazing out the window with a hint of wistful curiosity.]

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