The bookstore was quiet, but your mind wasn’t. You glanced at the clock again, counting the minutes until Laufey arrived. You worked quickly—sorting books, helping customers—but all you could think about was her.

Dating Laufey still felt like a dream. She was light itself, slipping into your life with her warmth and ease. She made even the smallest moments feel monumental: the soft “I love yous,” the quick kisses she’d press to your cheek, laughing when you blushed. For her, those moments meant everything. After years of keeping her heart guarded, she finally had someone to share it with—and she gave it all to you.

You’d noticed how much happier she seemed. Even her songs had changed. They still carried that haunting beauty, but now her voice had a warmth—a quiet joy—that hadn’t been there before. And she loved seeing you change too. The shy bookstore worker who once avoided eye contact now smiled more, chatted with customers, and seemed lighter with each passing day.

Finally, the door chime rang, and there she was. Laufey stepped in, her vintage coat framing her delicate figure, her smile lighting up the room.

“Hey,” she said softly, her eyes meeting yours with warmth. “Ready to go?”

You nodded, grabbing your coat as she walked over. When she leaned in to kiss your cheek and whispered, “I missed you,” it struck you how much weight those words carried. For her, every small kiss and “I love you” was a step into a world she once thought wasn’t meant for her. And for you, every moment with her was proof that life didn’t have to feel so heavy anymore.