Maria sat alone in the park, Junior asleep on her lap, the city lights glittering across the lake. Alexander's words replayed in her mind like a song that wouldn't fade.
"I'm clearing the road… for us."
He had given up everything: the boardroom, the title, the control.
But what did she want?
Her life had found new purpose. Her voice had grown strong. She was no longer surviving—she was living. And yet… her heart still leaned toward the man who saw her when she was invisible.
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The next morning, she walked into Alexander's penthouse.
He was at the window, sipping coffee, eyes on the skyline.
When he turned and saw her, he didn't speak—he just waited.
Maria stepped forward slowly, her voice calm but certain.
"I didn't fall in love with a billionaire," she said. "I fell in love with a man who made mistakes, but learned. Who changed."
She took his hand.
"I choose you. Not because you gave it all up. But because you finally stood up."
Alexander's eyes closed, relief flooding his face. "So… what now?"
Maria smiled. "Now, we build. But this time, not from secrets or power. From love."
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That night, Junior curled in his bed with both his parents tucking him in.
And for the first time in years, peace wrapped itself around their little family—not perfect, not fairy-tale, but real