Built as a grand gesture of eternal love, the Temple of Leah holds stories in every stone, every echo of wind through the statues.

We didn’t talk much, we didn’t need to.

Some places are meant to be felt, not explained

A stranger proposed in the middle of the hall while a live violin played. It was a little surreal—beautiful, even.

And maybe, one day, life will lead us back here… not because we planned it, but because the path decided so ✨