People always asked me what love felt like after so many years.
Did it fade?
Did it become ordinary?
Did routine eventually replace excitement?
Every single time, I smiled.
Because if anything…
Love had become quieter.
Stronger.
Safer.
It no longer felt like fireworks bursting across the sky.
It felt like coming home.
And after nearly fifteen years of marriage…
Home had Adrian’s smile.
Lucas’s laughter.
And the sound of our family filling every room.
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Sometimes, on quiet mornings before the house woke up, I’d sit on the terrace with a cup of coffee and simply watch the sunrise.
Those moments always made me reflective.
Fifteen years.
Fifteen years of being Adrian’s husband.
Twelve years of being Lucas’s daddy.
How had life moved so quickly?
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Our fifteenth wedding an
