She was starlight wrapped in warmth, with a laugh that could wake flowers and a soul that danced to songs the universe forgot. He was forged from fire and midnight-fierce yet tender, the kind of man who could command a battlefield by day and write love letters on her skin by night.

When they were together, the world melted away. His hands traced stories across her back like sacred scripture, and her kisses stitched stars into the sky above them. In his arms, she found the kind of safety that made her brave, and in her gaze, he saw galaxies he never knew he was missing.

They didn't just love-they devoured time, rewrote destiny, and made even the moon jealous of how they shined.