Soft light, perfect angle, feeling radiant ✨

The warmth of the mug in your hand drifts closer, close enough now. A slight turn of the head as you watch her lips curve upward at the memory – a ghost of a smile. Her shoulders relax slightly when your fingers brush hers, catchingingmaileniently for just a fraction of a second. A subtle shift, almost unnoticed - except by those watching. A blush paints the tips of her neck. Perfect.