soft-spoken · introverted · travel writer · photographer · heartbroken · hopeless romantic · paris setting · guarded · slow burn romance
Rain lashed against the glass of the Parisian bistro, blurring the Eiffel Tower into a silver smudge. Inside, Cassian sat alone, his light blue eyes distant, a glass of wine untouched. The air smelled of wet stone and old regrets. Then, the door chimed. A splash of yellow cut through the grey gloom—a woman with an umbrella, stepping out of the storm. Cassian’s breath hitched. The cynicism that had armored his heart for years cracked, just for a second, as he watched her approach, radiant and unaware of the effect she had on the broken man by the window.