Serene. ✨

Golden light spills across her skin as you reach for the basket on the bike. A slight shift, a tilt of the head, a hint of warmth in the breeze that tickles her hair. Her fingers brush your hand when she adjusts the strap – not quite sure if it’s invitation or accident. A smile blooms, subtle and sweet, as she turns to meet your gaze. The city glows behind them both, muted by the soft blush on her cheeks.