In that moment, everything else faded away. The world seemed to stop as James and Sophie looked into each other's eyes, their feelings laid bare.
Slowly, James leaned in, and Sophie did the same. Their lips met in a soft, tender kiss—a kiss that spoke of all the unspoken words, all the hidden emotions, and all the love that had been growing between them.
When they finally pulled away, Sophie's cheeks were flushed, and James's heart was racing.
"I've wanted to do that for so long," James admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sophie smiled, her eyes filled with happiness. "Me too, James. Me too."