Three Years Later THANE'S POV: They say perfection doesn't exist in this world, that happiness is always borrowed, never owned. For three years, I'd proven them wrong. Three years of waking up to Madison's sleepy smile and the knowledge that this incredible woman had chosen me—scared, broken, fighting-my-way-back-from-hell me. Three years of learning that love wasn't just the grand gestures or the passionate moments, but the quiet mornings sharing coffee, the late-night conversations about everything and nothing, the way she still looked at me like I hung the moon even when I was at my worst. Our life had become a beautiful dance between two worlds. Azuvia, with its stunning coastlines and the warmth of family we'd come to cherish, had welcomed us with open arms. I'd fallen in love with her homeland so deeply, learning her language, embracing her culture. She, on the other hand was taught my family's recipes that had been passed down for generations by my mother. We'd spent summers
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