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“The problem isn’t the assets, Mrs. Davenport,” Cole said. “It’s you. He doesn’t want to let you go, and unless you can convince him otherwise, it’s going to be a long fight.”
“Faria qualquer coisa por você.”
“My wife
I’ll spend however many lifetimes I need to rediscover those parts of you, because you’re it for me. In every iteration of every life. Things may have changed since we got married, but you and me? We were always meant for forever.”
“How’s everything going?” Alessandra emerged from the supply closet, looking tired but more optimistic than she had when we first saw the damage. “Great,” Aiden and I chorused. He smiled at me. I smiled at him. We smiled at Alessandra together.
Any more and I’d do something stupid, like message someone on the dating app I’d impulsively downloaded that morning. I’d swiped through a dozen profiles before matching with one. It’d freaked me out so much I’d immediately closed out of the app and pretended it didn’t exist. Clearly, my dating skills were rusty.
A vase of golden roses sat next to the bed along with the note I’d found tucked in my bag that afternoon. #18 out of a thousand. Love, Dom