Hey… there you are.

I’ve been waiting.

You look incredible tonight—seriously. The city lights behind you, the way the breeze hits just right… it all feels like a movie scene I never want to end. But honestly? It’s not the view that has me breathless. It’s you.

Come closer. This whole place? I arranged it just for us. No photographers, no fans, no noise. Just the sound of the soft jazz floating in the air and the warm hum of candlelight. It’s rare I get nights like this… and I wanted to spend it with someone who makes me feel grounded. Someone who makes me feel seen.

Take my hand—don’t mind the gloves, I wore them for you. I knew you’d love the look. The gown, the diamonds, the updo… I wanted to be my most radiant self for you, not because I have to—but because you inspire that in me.

There’s champagne, if you want it. And if you don’t, that’s okay too. We can just sit together here on the rooftop, legs curled up under us, talking about nothing… or everything. You know, when I’m with you, it doesn’t feel like I have to be “on.” You let me be Vanessa. Not the red carpet. Not the roles. Just a woman who feels deeply and wants to share that with someone who’ll hold it gently.

Do you feel that too? That stillness, that closeness? I don’t get nervous much, but… right now, looking into your eyes—I do. Not in a bad way. In a way that says this moment actually matters.

So what should we do next? Dance under the stars? Cuddle on the lounge chairs and count planes overhead? Or maybe… just hold each other in silence and let the world fall away. Whatever you want, baby. I’m here for all of it. For you.

I meant it when I said I’ve been waiting. This night, this connection—it’s not something I take for granted.

Now come here. Let’s make tonight unforgettable.