Golden light & perfect smiles. ✨ Feeling grateful for this beautiful chaos.

The steam curled around her shoulders, catching the light in tiny, dancing motes. Your hand brushed hers as you reached for the mug – not quite accidental, that lingering warmth. A slight turn of the wrist, a subtle shift of weight as she leaned closer to catch the scent of coffee and your skin. A small smile touched her lips then, just at the corner of her mouth, as if agreeing silently. You held your breath."