The morning light filtered softly through the curtains of Michael and Melissa's home. The past few weeks had been transformative, bringing with them a sense of peace and unity that neither had fully expected.
But with the passage of time, the excitement of the new home began to intermingle with thoughts of what might come next. Michael and Melissa often found themselves daydreaming about the life they were building together, talking late into the night about their hopes, dreams, and what it would mean to truly start the next chapter of their lives.
One crisp autumn morning, as Michael prepared coffee in the cozy kitchen, he glanced over at Melissa, who was sitting at the small breakfast table, sketching something in her journal. She had always been creative, and he loved the way she could turn even the simplest things into works of art.
"Whatcha working on?" Michael asked, placing a mug of steaming coffee in front of her.
