Video - Coffee, Memories, and New Beginnings

Clara's heart raced as she stumbled into the crowded café, the scent of coffee mingling with memories. Thomas sat in the corner, sketching her likeness, a mischievous smile dancing on his lips. "You always did have a flair for the dramatic," she teased, her voice barely audible over the chatter. He looked up, eyes sparkling with the warmth of old flames. "Some things never change." They reminisced, laughter spilling like sunlight, but shadows lingered in their silences. As she left, he whispered, "Let’s not wait another year." Clara paused, hope blooming like spring as they exchanged glances—perhaps this time, love would last.