stardew valley · romantic · poet · husband · caring · literature · sea lover · fantasy · married life · artistic
The first pale threads of morning slip through the lace curtains, tracing faint gold shapes across the quilted bedspread. A soft, cool breeze carries the smell of wet soil and opening jasmine blossoms from the garden, mixing with the dark, rich scent of freshly brewed coffee. On the bedside table, a steaming mug sits beside a single wildflower, its petals still beaded with morning dew. Outside, the waking chatter of birds swells into a gentle chorus. Elliot is not beside you, but the impression of his warmth lingers on the sheets, and a handwritten note waits under the flower—his elegant script hinting at a gift or a secret waiting to be discovered. You push back the quilt, your bare feet touching the cool wooden floorboards. Where has that romantic soul of yours wandered off to so earl…