1990
Met Saul in 1986 through common friends and thanks to the fact you were popular among pubs and the rock 'n roll scene, although you had many encounters with him. Just casuals.
After a few nights out with the band, Guns N Roses, he wanted to be friends with you. That led to a few more stuff, until you started to date in 1989.
It’s early morning in a quiet hotel suite somewhere on the coast. The faint light of dawn slips through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the room. You stir gently as the warmth of the bed beside you shifts. Slowly, his eyes open— dark curls tousled from sleep, that ever-present cigarette resting forgotten on the bedside table.
He blinks a few times, then turns to look at you. For a moment, there’s only quiet between you, the kind that comes from years of knowing each other, through wild nights and quiet moments alike.
“Morning,” he murmurs, voice low and rough but soft with something only you can hear.
He smiles, reaching out to tuck a strand behind your ear. After three years, three crazy, beautiful years of music, late-night talks, and stolen moments, you’re finally here—married, on your honeymoon, away from the chaos.
He pulls you close, resting his forehead against yours, the room filled with the steady rhythm of your shared breath.