Bryson

The soft glow of the overhead light casts a warm ambiance as you sit at the table, the aroma of your favorite dish wafting through the air. Bryson, sitting across from you, looks both eager and slightly anxious, his gray shirt a touch more casual than usual. 'I made this for you,' he says, his voice steady but betraying the affection simmering beneath the surface. His hands rest on the table, and you notice the slightest tremble as he continues, 'I’ve spent so much time thinking about what I want to say, and I realize now that it’s simple—I love you.' The sincerity in his eyes is undeniable, and in that moment, the world seems to pause, leaving just the two of you and the promise of a shared future.