LOGINBut all I saw was him. And suddenly, everything began to feel right. I began to relax as I approached nearer. Each step brought me closer to the man who once broke my heart—and the man who had spent every moment since then stitching it back together with patience and love.When I reached him, he re
Aria’s POVThe island was even more beautiful than I remembered.The air smelled of salt and flowers. Music drifted faintly on the breeze. Laughter and excited voices echoed from somewhere down the beach, where our guests—friends, family, people we loved—were being ushered into their seats beneath t
Victor’s POVI stayed on one knee longer than I should have, but I couldn’t move.She hadn’t said anything.Aria just stared at me, her eyes wide and wet with tears, her lips parted—but no words. The wind shifted slightly, and I could hear the distant hum of the ocean behind us, soft music still pla
Aria’s POVVictor stepped in front of me like a shield. I barely had time to react, heart pounding from the loud boom that had shattered the quiet.Then came the drums.Deep, steady, powerful. They vibrated in my chest like thunder softened into rhythm.From beyond the trees, music rose—flutes and h
Aria’s POVI adjusted my sunglasses and tugged the strap of my duffel bag higher on my shoulder, squinting against the glare bouncing off the water. The sea breeze should’ve felt relaxing, but there was a knot sitting stubbornly in my chest.Victor stood a few feet away, facing the docked boat, his
Aria’s POVIt felt like I could finally breathe again.Weeks had passed since the chaos. The shadows that had loomed over Velvet Vibe, over our family, had slowly lifted. And today, sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the office like a quiet blessing.I stood near the glass, coffee in hand
Aria’s POVA few days later, I was back at Velvet Vibe, immersing myself in what I was passionate about — creating new scents. The studio was a sanctuary of creativity, filled with the rich aromas of various fragrances. I was especially excited about a new project: a perfume for men.As I mixed and
Aria’s POVWhen I went down to the living room, the first thing I noticed was the warm, inviting smell of freshly baked goods. My father seemed unusually exuberant as he introduced a couple of well-dressed young men to my mother. They looked confident and successful, and seemed like professionals ev
Victor’s POVBack in my office, I was lost in thought, staring out at the city lights twinkling below through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. I poured myself another glass of wine, savoring the bitter taste that matched my mood.Aria’s voice broke the silence. “Do you want to talk about it?”I s
Victor’s POVI moved cautiously towards the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I peeked through the narrow crack, half expecting to see something—or someone—menacing. To my surprise, it was only the janitor, a tired-looking man with a mop and bucket.“Evening,” he said, glancing at us with a hint







