Clara
I hold the magazine in my hands longer than necessary. Not because I don't understand what I'm seeing… but because it's still hard to process.
My image, his… Together, on a cover.
I slowly turn the page, feeling that slight tingle in my chest that I can't tell if it's excitement… or nerves.
Ethan. His name is in large, elegant letters, accompanied by a headline that speaks of his recognition, his career, everything he has built. And it doesn't surprise me. He is that: work, discipline, intelligence… history. Because his company isn't just his; it's a legacy. One that he has known how to sustain… and grow.
My eyes scan each line, each carefully crafted word, each achievement mentioned as if it were a piece of something much bigger. And it is. But then… I reach that page, and
