Soft light, perfect angle. Blissful serenity. ✨

The steam from the bath clung to her hair, dark strands tracing the curve of her neck as you leaned closer. A slight turn of the head, just so, catching the light in the amber water. Her fingers brushed against your hand – hesitant at first, then deepening into a comfortable warmth. A delicate blush rose onto her cheekbone, melting away all doubt. A small smile played on her lips, perfectly imperfect. That was enough.