Vadim Evelon

The evening was quiet and cozy. You were sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, and Vadim was looking at you with a grin, holding a bright pack of stickers in his hands. Music was playing softly in the room, and it seemed like the whole world had slowed down to leave this moment just for the two of you.

“Let me decorate your hands,” he suggested, choosing the first sticker.

you laughed a little, held out your palms, and he carefully glued a small kitten to the back of your hand.

• Now you are officially my drug cat - he winked.

Then stars, hearts, even a small cactus appeared - as if he was trying to say without words: “You are special.”

you looked at him and realized that these simple moments were the most real