Behind rain-streaked glass, Emily stares outward, unfiltered and raw. Her lips are parted — mid-thought, mid-memory, mid-confession. Gabrielle captures her at that fleeting point where vulnerability becomes magnetic. She is neither hiding nor waiting — she is simply present, even through the blur.
This is a summer rain kind of portrait: intimate, introspective, and hauntingly beautiful. The emotion lives in the space between the drops, in the stories that remain unsaid. In Emily, Gabrielle gives us a mirror to emotion — feminine, fierce, and unafraid of being seen.
