The sun filtered through the windows of their new home as Henry and Livia finished their tour, walking hand in hand through the cozy rooms that would now hold the memories they were yet to create. Every corner of the house felt special in its own way, from the little fireplace in the living room to the spacious kitchen that Livia couldn’t stop admiring. It wasn’t extravagant, but it was warm and inviting, everything Henry had dreamed of but never dared to hope for.
When the tour came to an end, Livia gently guided Henry to a seat at the dining table, which she had set with simple yet thoughtful care. The table was modestly adorned with two bowls of warm soup and plates of grilled cheese sandwiches. The savory aroma filled the room, and Henry’s stomach growled quietly, reminding him of jus
