Riley POV
The wedding took place six months after Luca proposed.
Not in a cathedral.
Not inside one of the enormous hotels his sponsors preferred.
Not beneath hundreds of cameras.
We married near the coastal villa where we had first spoken honestly about what a future together would require.
The ceremony was held on a quiet stretch of land overlooking the sea. White chairs faced a simple wooden arch decorated with cream flowers and soft greenery. The afternoon sky was clear, and the breeze carried the sound of the water toward us.
Only the people who mattered were invited.
Family.
Close friends.
The caregivers who had helped Home Beyond Home grow.
A few members of Luca’s team.
No reporters.
No sponsor representatives.
No publicists trying to decide which photograph would appe
