Our story
Walter reached for the last sugar packet just as Agnes’s hand landed on his. Their eyes locked, and the steam from the espresso machine felt like a mist of pure destiny.
"I think you’ve got me in a stir," Walter whispered, blushing like a medium roast.
Agnes giggled, her heart frothing over. "I came for the caffeine, but I’m leaving with a crush."
Walter smiled, realizing he didn’t need sugar—he’d already found someone a whole latte sweeter.
love at first sight!!
For all the days along the way