Isla & Remy

Isla reached for the same worn copy of Neruda's sonnets. Remy let her have it — but only on the condition she'd share her thoughts over coffee. She said yes.

A rainy weekend in a tiny coastal cabin. The heater broke. They spent two days wrapped in blankets, telling stories, and deciding this was the real thing.

Beneath the old magnolia tree where they had their third date, Remy knelt. The ring had belonged to his grandmother. Isla cried before she could say yes.

Surrounded by wildflowers and the people who love them most, they begin the next chapter. And you're invited.