Stephen's POV

When Monday arrived, my heart sang with the memories of the enchanting concert I attended with Stephen the night before. The music had woven a spell around us, leaving us both with smiles on our faces that refused to fade even in the light of day.

But it wasn't just the music that had me grinning from ear to ear. It was the sweet taste of Stephen's lips on mine, the way his hand had brushed mine as we strolled through the crowds, lost in the magic of the moment. ...