Kurtis's POV
The decision had been weighing on me since Lyra and I returned from our honeymoon. Sitting by the window of our suite, I watched the city lights twinkle like scattered diamonds in the night. It was peaceful, but peace wasn’t what I needed. The company and my family’s legacy were falling apart, and it was time for me to step in. Lyra had been my constant, my anchor, urging me to do what I knew in my heart was necessary. Her unwavering support gave me the strength to make the call.
I turned to her, finding her curled up on the couch, a book in her hands. She looked up, her eyes meeting mine. “It’s time, isn’t it?” she asked, her voice soft but steady.
I nodded. “It is. I need to go back. For the company, for my family.”
She set the book aside and walked over to me, wrapping
