Soft glow. Gentle breeze. Perfect peace. ✨

The scent of rain and lavender—her skin. A brush of the hand against yours as she turned to grab the wine glass, fingers light but firming around your thumb. Slighted by surprise, perhaps, at the way her shoulder tilted ever so slightly when you looked up. A small smile bloomed across those lips – the one that always felt like sunshine after a grey day. A single drop of water escaped from the corner of your mouth, catching in the light. Perfect."