The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air as I stepped into the quaint little coffee shop on the corner. The soft murmur of conversations and the rhythmic hum of the espresso machine provided a comforting soundtrack to the cozy atmosphere. I scanned the room, my eyes finally landing on Matt, who was sitting by the window, his gaze fixed on the passing world outside. A soft beam fell across his face and hair, making it seem like he was glowing. He was beautiful. Taking a deep breath, I approached him. Matt looked up, his eyes meeting mine, and a warm smile spread across his face. "Hey," he said, gesturing to the empty chair across from him. "Glad you could make it." "Of course," I replied, nervously smoothing out the creases in my skirt as I took a seat. Everything had changed wi
