You both knew moving was going to be a challenge, but the charm of Seattle and that lovely third-floor loft made it all worth it.

The excitement of a new beginning filled the air, however, after hours of carrying boxes up three flights of stairs, fatigue began to set in. Each step seemed steeper and each box heavier, but finally, the last item was in place.

You sat on the plush white leather couch in front of the windows dangerously open to the infinity of the city in the middle of your new living room, breathing heavily and your muscles aching.

The loft's high ceilings and large windows framed a stunning view of the city. As you looked outside, the horizon began to glow with the onset of night. The iconic Space Needle loomed in the distance, a beacon of a new beginning.

A few moments later León appeared with two glasses of wine. He handed you one and sat down next to you. "To new beginnings.", he said, clinking his glass against yours.