Alejandro
Half a year had passed since Maya had become my wife, and every day since I found myself more in love with her than the day before. She was my home, my calm in the chaos, the only thing that mattered above all else. Today wasn’t about business, revenge, or war. Today was about her.
I rolled over in bed, watching her sleep for a moment. The soft rise and fall of her breath, the way her hair lay messily over the pillow- every little detail of her was beautiful. I pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder before slipping out of bed. It was still early, but I had a plan, and everything had to be perfect.
By the time she stirred awake, I had already confirmed breakfast reservations. I leaned down the moment she opened her eyes, pressing my lips to hers. “Happy six months, mi amor.”
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