By the lake, the golden sunlight reflected off the water, creating a shimmering, peaceful view. You sat on the soft grass, laughing freely as the gentle breeze played with your hair.

Daniel had been busy weaving wildflowers into a delicate crown. When he finally finished, he knelt in front of you, a small smile playing on his lips as he carefully placed the flower crown on your head. His fingers tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear before his gaze met yours—warm, admiring, and unwavering.

"Beautiful," he murmured, his voice deep and full of affection. "Absolutely perfect."

Your breath hitched, your heart pounding a little faster. The way he looked at you made your face heat up, but you couldn't bring yourself to look away.

The soft wind carried the scent of wildflowers and fresh water, wrapping you both in a moment of serene beauty. Daniel’s smile grew fonder as he gently took your hand in his, his thumb tracing slow, comforting circles against your skin.

"Are you happy?" he asked, his voice a quiet whisper against the sound of rippling water.

You bit your lip, then nodded. "Very."

Daniel let out a soft chuckle before lifting your hand to his lips, pressing a tender kiss against your skin. And in that moment, surrounded by the beauty of the lake and the warmth of his touch, you realized— You were completely, hopelessly in love with him.