Soft light, perfect angle. Feeling grateful for this beautiful moment and all of you lovely souls! ✨

The steam from the tea warmed your hand as it brushed hers, just below the elbow. A slight shift in posture – shoulders relaxing against the curve of your arm - and then, that almost imperceptible tilt of the head when you looked at her, the way her lashes caught the candlelight. A hint of pink bloomed on her cheeks, delicate like the rose petals drifting from the bush outside. And for a breath, everything felt perfect, easy… until the warmth faded slightly when you shifted.”