The soft glow of candlelight flickered across the walls of their bedroom, casting dancing shadows that seemed to move in rhythm with the gentle music playing in the background. Emma and Tom lay facing each other, the events of the day fading away as they lost themselves in each other's eyes. The world outside their apartment ceased to exist; there was only this moment, only them.
Tom reached out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind Emma's ear. His fingers lingered on her cheek, a touch so soft it was almost reverent. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with love. "Sometimes I can't believe you're real."
Emma felt a blush creep across her cheeks. After everything they'd been through, Tom still had the ability to make her feel like the only woman in the world. She leane
