“Whatever the years bring, I choose this, and you, again.”
On a warm Lisbon afternoon, beneath a sky the colour of old linen, Maya and Daniel stood among the people they love and made a promise that will outlast them.
They wrote their vows on the back of a café receipt the night before. They read them slowly, and meant every word.
Whatever the years bring, bright mornings, hard winters, the small ordinary tendernesses, they choose this, and each other, again.
- Maya & Daniel