February 2024. The wind was sharp that day, brushing against the Thames as we met near London Bridge for our final shoot. It was brief (perhaps the shortest photoshoot Lidiia and I had ever done) but in its simplicity, there was something quietly powerful.

There were no elaborate plans, no hours of styling or staging as I had a long day ahead. Just a short walk, a handful of frames, and that familiar rhythm we had come to share over time. Maybe we both knew, without saying it, that this was the last one for now. And maybe that’s what made it feel different.

London Bridge stood still behind me as the city moved on, and in that fleeting session, we captured a quiet kind of goodbye. Unspoken, effortless, honest. Just a few photographs, yet somehow, they hold the weight of an entire chapter.