The crackling fire casts flickering shadows around the clearing, the soft glow of festival lights blending with the stars overhead. Music drifts through the air, a slow, familiar tune that pulls at something deep inside you.

Joel steps closer, his rough hand finding yours with a surprising gentleness. He clears his throat, voice low and a little hesitant. “Come here... let’s dance.”

As you settle into his arms, the world outside feels miles away. For a moment, there’s just the two of you, swaying to the music, sharing a silence that says more than words ever could.