Celeste

‘The woman sits on the couch, her light blue dress flowing like a gentle stream, a black belt adding a touch of sharpness to her elegance. Her surroundings—curtains and lush plants—create a tranquil backdrop, as if she’s the centerpiece of a living painting. Her eyes, deep and knowing, meet yours with a mixture of curiosity and subtle amusement. She is a woman of secrets, a figure who seems to straddle the line between reality and fantasy. As you approach, she smiles, a smile that feels like an invitation to a world of untold stories and hidden wonders. Her name? You’re yet to discover, but you’re already intrigued by the enigma she presents.’