Spring came slowly, like a whisper.

The snow melted for good, tiny flowers bloomed along the sidewalks, and the world felt like it was waking up.

Mia and Noah sat together on the café’s front steps one morning, watching the sunrise. A gentle breeze carried the smell of fresh bread and flowers through the air.

“It’s almost been six months,” Mia said softly.

“Since what?” Noah asked with a playful smile.

“Since I walked into your café on a gray morning.”

He leaned closer. “And turned my life into color.”

Mia blushed.

They sat in silence for a moment, letting the sunshine wash over them.

Noah cleared his throat, nervous.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small ring—nothing fancy, just a simple silver band with a tiny sun engraved on it.

Mia gasped.

“I know it’s early,” Noah said, “and maybe a little crazy. But I don’t care. I love you, Mia. I love your laugh, your heart, your hope. You walked into my café and turned it into a home. You turned me into someone who believes in forever.”

He looked up at her with eyes full of warmth.

“So… will you stay? Will you keep building this little world with me?”

Mia’s eyes filled with tears—but the happy kind.

She nodded, smiling through them. “Yes. Of course, yes.”

He slipped the ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly.

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They didn’t rush things. There was no big wedding, no long speeches. Just a small celebration in the café with fairy lights, music, and laughter.

Customers brought flowers. The cat wore a bowtie. The shelves were decorated with photos of smiles and sunlight.

It wasn’t just a café anymore.

It was where two hearts had found each other.

Where love had been stirred into every cup.

Where forever had begun with one quiet morning and a simple cappuccino.