A young woman leans forward, lips parted as she blows a soap bubble. The fragile sphere catches the light, hovering between her delicate fingers and the soft curve of her cheek. Her gaze follows its ascent, half-amused, half-lost in thought—a fleeting moment suspended like the bubble itself.
A young woman cradles a bouquet of fresh blooms, her gaze soft and distant. Delicate petals spill over her hands, their vibrant hues contrasting with the muted folds of her dress. Spring lingers in the air, caught between her fingers and the quiet turn of her thoughts.
A portrait of a young woman, her serene expression and delicate features bathed in soft, luminous light.