Love that feels like shelter in a storm.

In the heart of Steyl, under heavy skies and whispering winds, Linn and Milan were wrapped in something far stronger than the storm – each other.

It was the kind of day that could’ve felt wild and uncertain, yet in their presence, everything softened. Raindrops became confetti. Thunder became a hymn. The wind — a lullaby that played as they exchanged glances filled with tenderness and devotion.

Their love turned the grey skies golden. With soaked pathways, tangled hair, and warm hands clasped tightly, they leaned into each moment with full hearts. Every stolen kiss beneath the shelter, every silent smile shared while drops traced the windows, was poetry written in real time.

This wasn’t a wedding ruined by rain — it was a fairytale told in thunder, and two hearts that chose joy, presence, and each other. Always each other.