His footsteps were heavy but steady as William stepped into the spotlight-filled exhibition hall. Milan Design Week—where designers from all over the world competed to showcase fragments of their souls through art. But William wasn’t there to follow trends, nor as an investor—he came simply as someone who still loved in silence.

A black hat shielded part of his face, and dark sunglasses helped him blend into the chaos of international press and curious crowds. He stood quietly at the back of the room, immersed in the hum of visitors. Ahead of him, the main stage glowed under white lights, and standing in the center—was Evelyn.

She wore a simple...