In soft layers of cream and silence, Cappuccino flows like quiet mornings and bittersweet endings. Born from trust turned lesson, it carries whispers of warmth — a reminder that serenity can return even after betrayal. Each brushstroke holds a pause, a reflection, a sip of calm reclaimed.
Now, it rests where it belongs — not in the hands of promise undone, but in the heart of the one who painted truth in gentle tones.