For a fleeting moment, the world stopped between two floors. The hum of the lift, the soft reflection of the lights on the metal walls — and then, that kiss. No plan, no words. Just the pulse of something raw and eternal, slipping through the cracks of a life that never slows down. Between errands, laughter, and the chaos of children, love found its simplest, purest form again. A reminder that magic doesn’t wait for time — it happens in stolen seconds, when two souls remember what they are together.