In a quaint coastal town, Anna, a bookstore owner, found solace in the pages of her novels. One rainy afternoon, My husband, a wandering musician, sought shelter and found more—a connection that transcended words. Theirs was a love born in quiet conversations and shared glances, growing like wildflowers in the spring. Days turned into stolen moments, etched with laughter and whispers. But time was a fleeting muse, pulling James towards distant stages. In the twilight of summer, under a sky ablaze with stars, they made a promise—to chase dreams together, forever entwined, for in each other's arms, they found home.