“My good God!” Calista exclaimed as she waved her hands, letting the perfect sun burn away her worries.

It was funny how an unpleasant event had turned into one of the best moments of her life.

The sun cast a golden shimmer over Lake Maggiore as the boat gently rocked on the water’s surface. The picturesque scenery around them— the glistening lake, distant mountains, and the warmth of the Italian sun—was breathtaking. But nothing captivated Ranya more than the woman beside him.

Calista stood at the edge of the boat, gushing over the view, her eyes wide with amazement. The wind played with her hair as she gazed out at...