Ken adjusted the camera strap on his shoulder as he stepped out of the tuk‑tuk, the humid air wrapping around him like a blanket. Another new city, another day of exploring — but his eyes weren’t on the street food stalls or the colorful chaos around them.

They were on Solie.

She hopped out behind him, brushing her hair back with a grin that always made his chest feel a little lighter. Traveling alone had been fun, sure — but traveling with her felt different. Better. Like every moment had a softness to it now.

“You ready?” he asked, trying to sound casual, though he couldn’t help the smile tugging at his lips.

Solie nodded, eyes bright as she took in the market. “Lead the way, Ken.”

He loved the way she said his name — warm, familiar, like she trusted him completely. He reached for her hand without thinking, and she slipped her fingers into his like it was the most natural thing in the world.

As they walked, Ken kept glancing at her, watching the way she lit up at every new sight. He found himself filming her more than the scenery, catching little moments — her laugh, her curiosity, the way she leaned into him when the crowd got too tight.

He lowered the camera for a moment, turning to her. “Solie… you good? Not too overwhelmed?”

She shook her head, smiling softly. “I’m perfect. As long as I’m with you.”

Ken felt his heart stutter — the same way it always did when she said things like that. He wasn’t used to being the center of someone’s world. But with Solie, it felt right. Easy.

He squeezed her hand gently. “Alright then,” he murmured, voice low and warm. “Let’s go make some memories.”

And together, they stepped deeper into the bustling market — two travelers, one camera, and a quiet, growing love that made every place feel like home.