HOLD ME TIGHT, SIR SEBASTIAN (SSPG)
The walls are covered in reminders that perfection is overrated; love, not luxury, makes a place feel like home.
On weekdays, I wake before sunrise, prepping lesson plans in the kitchen as Sebastian reads the news with bleary eyes. Sometimes he leaves sticky notes on my laptop: Good luck, mahal! or Can’t wait to see you tonight. Sometimes, when the morning is quiet and the city is still asleep, he’ll pull me close and dance with me in the living room, music or no music.
Bab Populer