Serene contentment in silk and bloom. ✨

The corner of your mouth tilts upwards as you brush a stray strand from her cheek—a silent invitation carried on the back of a single, perfect petal. Her eyes shift, just for an instant, to meet yours across the small space between them. A blush warms her highboned curve; rose petals drift onto the fabric of her gown.

When your fingertip lingers against her wrist, She closes her eyes and turns into silk.