Shadows of passion

enveloping the quiet

their terrace, a glass of wine in hand. The light breeze caressed their fa

sunsets, said Yasmine, layi

a kiss on her forehead. It's our l

Their house, with its white walls and blue shutters, seemed to shine under

. "Tonight, I'll take care of everything," he announced, getting up.

nto their soft sofa. The flames in the fireplace crackled gently, bringing comforting warm

bles. I wanted to recreate this seafood risotto we had loved it."Of c

sotto will be ju

ully, lighting candles to create an intimate and romantic ambiance. Finally, he bro

the wonderful evenings like t

smine, her eyes sh

and joyful, further strengthened their deep connection. They spoke about their dreams,

rby park. The moon, full and bright, lit their path

ou," Yasmine whispered. They

nd. It is in these moments that I reali

ead on Léo's shoulder, feeling perfectly safe and loved.They stayed like that, los

rned to Yasmine with

or you," he said, ta

he bedroom where he had

ght, rose petals were scattered on the bed,

nt, exclaimed Yasmine, t

eplied, taking her in his arms. I w

ach other, their love and desire manifest in every gesture, every caress. The tenderness of their

, a silent dance of love and passion. They fell

nquility of the streets before the hustle and bustle of the day. When he came back, he found Yasmin

ching to kiss her."Hello, my love

ol this morning, but

g upcoming events in their day. Leo mentioned an

t a promising manuscript

s evening and see you again,"

ine, kissing him. Have

ryone absorbed in their pro

drawing plans and meeting clients. Yasmine, for her part, was immersed

Yasmine preparing dinner. The tantalizing smell of spices and simmering vegetables

sp

ne," he said, k

pent the evening together, enjoying the meal and sharing details of their daytime. Their conv

ation about children," Yasmine said suddenly. playin

eating faster. He took her han

a smile. I'm ready for th

ow they would imagine their future with a child. Their love

egan to appear. That evening, as they prepared to going to bed, Léo received a call on

he said wi

ispered a few words indistinct before hanging up. Léo remained motionl

ch of worry in the voice."Probably a wrong number

ickly chased away this thought, determined not t

houghts disturbed by this mysterious call. Despite the apparent serenity of their

eir future child at all costs. Their love was strong, and he was

ith love and serenity, enjoying each moment spent together and dreaming of a bright future. Their love, p