The Maldives. Overwater bungalow. Private. Secluded. Perfect.

Crystal water. White sand. Endless sky. Just them. Finally. After fifteen years. Just them.

"This is incredible," Sienna breathed. Standing on the deck. Ocean surrounding. Paradise real. Tangible. Theirs. "How did you even. When did you plan this?"

"Months ago. With help. Lots of help. Leo managing kids. Lucia handling foundation. Catarina coordinating. Everyone conspiring to give us this. Time. Space. Us."

"I can't remember the last time we were alone. Really alone. For more than a few hours. Years probably. Since Gabriel was born? Since the twins? Since. I don't know. Forever."

"Exactly. Which is why we need this. To remember. To...