The island night felt impossibly calm after the long, beautiful day they had spent together. Moonlight shimmered across the ocean while warm sea winds moved gently through the palm trees surrounding the villa.
For the first time in years, Aria's heart felt completely full.
Today had been perfect.No fear, no sadness or loneliness.Just him.
And because of that, she wanted to do something for him too.
So while Rafael was outside near the beach handling a short call, Aria quietly slipped back into the villa and began preparing everything herself.
The kitchen slowly filled with warmth and delicious aromas as she moved gracefully between counters, tying her hair loosely while soft music played in the background. Unlike Rafael, who cooked surprisingly well out of hidden talent, Aria cooked with natural ease.
She was excellent at it.
