Mag-log inBut 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 POVI gasped, clapping a hand over my mouth as Shane’s whisper echoed in my ear, faint but crystal clear. There was no mistake about it. Marry me. Those words cut through the distance between us, as if she were standing right in front of me instead of behind Victor’s closed office door. My
Victor’s POVAs I watched Jasmine giggle and pet the bunnies, a smile tugged at my lips. This was what I wanted—a peaceful moment with my daughter, without the stress of work, without the tension of the past. She was happy, and Aria and I were… well, we were here together, and that was something.I
Aria’s POVI sat by the window, cradling a cup of coffee in my hands, the warmth seeping through my fingers. Dinner was done, and I had the place to myself—a rare moment of peace. Yet, as I stared into my coffee, my mind wandered back to that day at the zoo.It had been weeks since Victor, Jasmine,
Aria’s POVWhen I opened the door, the world seemed to tilt for a second. Standing on the porch was Troy—but not the Troy I remembered.He looked nothing like the clean-cut, confident guy who used to make Jessica laugh until she cried. This Troy was disheveled, worn out, and desperate. His once neat







