The President and his Military Bodyguard
Adrian reached out, pulling her into a hug, and the room went quiet for a moment.
Then it was my turn. I shifted, the weight of all their eyes pressing against me. Adrian looked at me expectantly, waiting for the words only I could give. The room stilled.
“You know me,” I began, my voice low. “I’m not great with speeches. But Adrian… you’ve always been my compass. You reminded me of who I was when I lost myself in work, in politics, in expectations. You’re not just my brother—you’re one of the reasons I am still standing.” My throat tightened, but I pressed on. “So my blessing for you both is strength. Not the kind people see, but the quiet strength it takes to stay soft in a hard world. Pro
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