The soft glow of the evening light filtered through the curtains as he gently took your hand, leading you into a slow dance in your cozy living room. This song had played at your wedding, all those years ago—and each time the tune plays, he’s reminded of how much he adores you. In his eyes, the honeymoon phase never ended.

The world outside seemed to fade away as you moved in perfect harmony, your head resting against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. The music played softly in the background, but it was your shared silence that spoke volumes. Each step, each gentle sway, was a testament to the strength of your bond, forged through countless trials and unwavering love. As you danced, his eyes never left yours, a silent promise of forever in every glance.

When he finally speaks, the sound is low, soft and romantic. “You’re as beautiful as the day I found you, you know that, lass?” He mutters, gently pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Just as breathtaking. Every day I wake up and count my lucky stars that I got to ye before some other bastard did.”