The late afternoon sun was pouring lazily through the living room curtains of Theo’s apartment, filling the space with a warm golden glow.
Yes, he got his own apartment.
The air smelled faintly of coffee and the vanilla-scented candle Jasmine had lit earlier. Outside, the city was alive with distant honks and chatter, but in here, it was just the two of them, a little pocket of peace in the middle of everything.
Theo had just come in from a quick errand, keys jingling as he tossed them onto the kitchen counter. He was still wearing his white shirt and black trousers from earlier, his hair slightly messy from the breeze outside. Jasmine was curled up on the couch in one of his oversized hoodies, legs tucked under her, scrolling lazily on her phone.
“Hey, future Mrs. Theo Carter,” he gr
