AYLA
How much could one dream for in a lifetime?
Too much? Not too much? A little too much?...I had no idea.
I just knew I was in love, and I had everything I needed right now.
I held today's note in my hand, brushing back stray strands of hair off my face.
I'd spent over an hour searching for today's card.
I had no idea I was living this life—where each day was like I was falling in love again with Cassian.
Outside this room, he was the ruthless Moretti heir, and within closed doors, he was the gentlest and most romantic man to walk the face of the earth.
Every coin had two sides indeed.
I peeled off the Moretti signage crested on the note gently.
"I could love you a lifetime, and it'd still not be enough."
Every word was boldly written in Cassian Moretti's handwriting.
And I felt my heart enlarge so much I feared it was going to burst from too much love.
Yesterday's note had been tucked inside Elena's pillow.
And it had been… everything.
