Lorenzo&Isabella

It began on a warm evening in Florence, over a shared table at a tiny trattoria near the Arno. He ordered the ribollita, she the pappardelle al ragu. A bottle of Chianti later, the city disappeared around them.

Three years of sunlit mornings, spontaneous trips to the coast, and the quiet certainty that this was forever. We chose each other - not with grand gestures, but with a thousand small ones.