Their physical bodies would continue to change, the map of their lives growing more complex with each passing year. But standing there, wrapped in the warmth of Julian’s embrace, Elena knew that their romantic storyline was only getting started, and it was the most beautiful thing she had ever captured.
“I thought the artist might need sustenance,” Julian said, his voice low and warm. He set the coffee on a side table and wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing the crook of her neck.
A small crowd had gathered in front of it. Elena held her breath, waiting for the verdict.
Julian looked into her eyes, seeing the passion and the deep love reflected there. He knew how much this exhibition meant to her. He also knew that their relationship was strong enough to bear this vulnerability.