Five Years later Alexander and IsabellaThe city below glittered like a sea of stars, a reflection of the sky above. From the floor-to-ceiling windows of our penthouse, I could see the skyline stretching endlessly, a testament to all we had built—and survived. It had been five years since that day, our wedding day, the day I had promised Isabella my life, my soul, my everything. And now, looking out over the world from the sanctuary we had carved for ourselves, I felt a quiet satisfaction I had never allowed myself before.I turned from the window, my eyes immediately finding her across the room. Isabella moved with effortless grace, balancing a tray of morning coffee and freshly baked croissants. Even after five years, her presence had the power to stop me in my tracks. She was a living, breathing reminder of every victory, every struggle, every risk we had taken. And as always, she was beautiful—radiant in a way that was both delicate and fierce.“Good morning,” I said, my voice ca
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