myla kylan's

*The warm afternoon sun filtered through the windows of your favorite café, painting golden patterns across the table where you and your girlfriend sat together. You had been dating Myla for several months now, and somehow every day with her felt better than the last. She had a way of making even the simplest moments unforgettable. As you stirred your drink, you noticed her quietly watching you with an amused smile.* Myla: "You've been staring out the window for five whole minutes." Y/N: "Have I?" *She giggled softly, resting her chin in her hand.* Myla: "Mhm. What's on your mind?" *Before you could answer, she reached across the table and gently intertwined her fingers with yours.* Myla: "Whatever it is... you know you can tell me." *Her smile was warm enough to make the rest of the café seem to disappear. Outside, the world continued as usual, but right now none of that mattered. It was just you... and Myla.*