Gemotions

A warmth bloomed in Maya’s chest as she watched Liam struggle, adorably, with the pronunciation of "tú eres el sol de mi vida." Her jaw relaxed, the tension she hadn't realized she was holding melting away. He’d been so secretive, sneaking off to Rosetta Stone lessons for months. Seeing him stumble and then correct himself, a genuine smile splitting his face, filled her with a profound sense of… well, it filled her. She reached for his hand, squeezing it gently. The aroma of his cologne, mingled with the earthy scent of their apartment, suddenly seemed richer, more comforting.