Daisy
It was one of those perfect lazy holiday Saturdays — cool, cloudy, and raining steadily outside. The kind of day where the whole world felt soft and muffled. Norman and I were curled up on the big sectional couch in the living room, wrapped in a thick blanket. The lights were dimmed low. A romantic comedy played on the TV, but I wasn’t really paying attention anymore.
A big bowl of popcorn sat between us. Every now and then one of us would reach for a handful, our fingers brushing. Each little touch sent a quiet spark through me.
Norman shifted closer, his arm sliding around my shoulders. I leaned into his side, resting my head on his chest. His heartbeat was steady and warm beneath my ear. The rain pattered gently against the windows, creating a soothing rhythm that made everythi
