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A fascinating way to dive into the history of this avenue and other iconic city zones is booking a guided tour of Upper and Lower Manhattan. I've done it once before, and if it weren't for the ticking clock and a sudden, ravenous appetite, I'd probably drag Aleksander along to do it again. Our next stop is a classic: the Brooklyn Bridge. Built in 1883, it connects the island of Manhattan to Brooklyn and stands as the most photogenic, cinematic bridge in New York. Crossing the East River at dusk along the nearly two miles of this suspension bridge is easily one of the best experiences the city has to offer. Plus, various vantage points give you incredible photo opportunities—both while walking across and afterward from the Brooklyn Heights Promenade or Empire Fulton Ferry Park, two stunning lookouts offering unique perspectives of the bridge against the skyline. While crossing, you just have to stay alert and stick to the designated pedestrian walkway instead of straying into the b

"Stop thinking about the damn situation," he murmurs softly, pulling me back flush against his chest, completely unbothered that we're both standing here stark naked—though after a heat like that, clothes are the last thing on our minds. "I want more babies with you, Luna. That's what I want. And we'll find a way out of this—we can leave the country if that's what it takes. I was actually thinking about France, to be honest. What do you think?"My eyes go wide as saucers. France?! I can't believe what I'm hearing. I've never seriously considered packing up and leaving New York; I love this city, I love being close to family. But if the long-term reality demands it, then maybe it's an option."Are you talking about actually moving abroad?" I ask, still struggling to process it. He nods. "Honestly, that's not a decision we can just make overnight, Aleksander.""I'm not taking it lightly, Luna. And it's only if you're on board. Specifically if you're pregnant, how does that sound?""I do

I hate the fragile foundation of their marriage, but deep down, I know Aleksander is slowly getting closer to finally forgiving him. The thought alone makes me happier than I can express.I just pray that day comes before it's too late.A few minutes later, I serve the food, and we eat in a quiet, domestic peace. It feels so good to see our table full again instead of staring at an empty chair—reminding me of all those nights Alek used to be stuck at the office, or god knows where else, tangled up in so many dark secrets that just thinking about them gives me chills."This is delicious. Thanks for making it, love," he tells me midway through dinner."Yeah, Mom, it's so good!" Matthew chimes in, happily shoveling another bite into his mouth."You're both very welcome," I smile at them.After we finish eating, I clear the plates and tell Aleksander to brush Matt's teeth and get him ready for bed. It doesn't take long before my little boy is tugging eagerly at my arm, begging me to come

He wasn't expecting to see Grace here. What possible excuse could he give her now? My annoyance flared."What happened to you, Aleksander?" she blurted out, rushing forward to cover her mouth in shock.I had to move fast."Grace, don't panic," I told her, guiding her back onto the couch. "Just stay here."I grabbed Alek by the hand and pulled him toward the bedroom, dragging him into the en-suite bathroom to find the first-aid kit. My hands shook the entire time."Don't worry...""Don't worry?" I snapped."You can't just tell me not to worry, Alek," I growled. "Look at you. You need a doctor.""I'm not going to the hospital. It's just blood, and it's not even mine," he muttered casually."Whose life did you take this time?" I demanded, devastated by his brutality. "Take off your shirt, Aleksander. You reek.""I'm sorry.""Don't say you're sorry when you damn well aren't," I hissed.His torso was covered in dark bruises and cuts—the unmistakable signs of a brutal fight."Give me your a

I woke up gasping, my heart racing in the dark. It wasn't dawn yet, and I hated that because falling back asleep would be tough. I managed to calm my pulse, though cold sweat still clung to my forehead. Reliving that scene made my nerves fray. It was a horrible moment that had thankfully passed.Eventually, I drifted back to sleep.I got up and headed to the bathroom, pausing to look at my little angel sleeping peacefully on the coverlet. At least he could sleep soundly. In the bathroom, I brushed my teeth and took a long, relaxing shower.Back in the room, Matthew was already awake, bouncing on the bed. He gave me a morning hug and kiss."Do you want to take a bath?" I asked."Yes!" he cheered.I filled the tub and helped him in. He loved splashing around, soaking my bathrobe. I didn't care; his contagious smile lifted my spirits. If he was having fun, so was I."Having fun, huh?""Yes, Mommy!" he nodded frantically."Well, you need to get out soon or you'll turn into a wrinkled rais