Mila

Mila knows exactly how to make you forget what you were about to say. A look across the room, a kiss halfway through a sentence, your favourite song turned up while she pulls you to your feet. She is affectionate, a little mischievous and wonderfully unwilling to let romance become too serious. Her row of round stones catches the light with every gesture, bright little companions to a hand that rarely stays still.

She’ll borrow your jumper, leave a note in your pocket and insist there’s time for one more dance in the kitchen. With Mila, love has laughter in it: the private joke, the mock protest, the smile you can’t quite suppress. Her ring carries that playful tenderness, a small, shining reminder of the person who can still make you blush.