MARIA POV
I was still buzzing.
My entire body felt like it was floating, weightless in the aftermath of what had been one of the best surprises of my life. Henry had taken me to see *Settebello* play—*live.* The Italian Olympic water polo team, my childhood heroes, the team I had watched since I was a kid, right there in front of me.
And Henry had made it happen.
The sheer thought of it sent warmth flooding through my chest. With everything that was going on—the drama, the tension, the stress—he and Dax still found ways to prioritize me. To make me feel loved, cherished, protected.
God, how could I ever live without them?
I barely registered the ride back to our apartment. My mind was still clouded with the excitement of the game, mixed with something darker, something hott
