Julian
The rain was drumming a steady, relentless beat against the coffee shop windows, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and neon. Inside, I was staring at a lukewarm cup of tea, my mind a chaotic mess of stress from a week that had completely unraveled. Then, the heavy glass door swung open, and the ambient noise of the café seemed to quiet down. Even in a crowded room, you couldn't miss Julian. At 6'6", he practically had to duck under the doorframe, his broad shoulders easily filling out a dark jacket damp from the storm. He scanned the room, his sharp features softening the exact second his eyes landed on me. Before he even reached the table, the weight in my chest began to lift. Julian had this effortless, quiet gravity that just made the rest of the world feel smaller and less threatening. He slid into the booth opposite me, his massive frame making the wooden bench look tiny, and immediately reached across the table. His large, warm hand completely covered mine, his thumb
About Julian
The rain was drumming a steady, relentless beat against the coffee shop windows, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and neon. Inside, I was staring at a lukewarm cup of tea, my mind a chaotic mess of stress from a week that had completely unraveled. Then, the heavy glass door swung open, and the ambient noise of the café seemed to quie...Read more