So This is Love
Maya Valeon my way to see my mom chapter 18this time the tears were mineon my way to see my mom chapter 1i hold on so nervously
The city sprawled below restless, glittering, alive.
A woman stood by the window, poised and graceful — the kind of beauty that didn’t fade with time, only sharpened.
She looked to be in her late forties , maybe fifty at most, elegant in a silk robe the color of wine, her golden hair pinned neatly at the nape of her neck.
There was power in her stillness — and danger in the way she smiled.
She held a glass of champagne in one hand and, in the other, a photograph.
Ivan’s face.