Sunlight on skin. Camera rollines. Life is good. ✨

The scent of rain and lavender drifted from the shower – you stood in the doorway, just that—a shadow. A slight shift as your hand brushed against the sleeve of her dress when she turned, catching the light. A small smile then, hesitant at first, tilting slightly upward when yours met hers. A delicate shiver traced down her neck as if to acknowledge the warmth of your gaze, before she relaxed, leaning ever so gently into the question held within.