We stayed in that little clearing for a while longer, just standing there in each other’s arms, letting the quiet peace of the place sink in. The breeze moved softly through the leaves above us, making a gentle rustling sound, and birds were singing somewhere deep in the trees. For a moment, it felt like time had slowed down completely, like the rest of the world—with all its duties, meetings, and responsibilities—had just faded away, leaving only us and this little piece of land that was going to be ours.
I ran my hand lightly over the rough stone wall of the cottage, imagining what it would look like once we were done with it. Fresh paint, flowers climbing up the sides, warm light glowing from the windows at night… it made my chest feel tight with happiness just thinking about it. Damon
