Chapter 92 Face It Together

• I approached the quaint little café where Riccardo had suggested we meet, my heart was racing. I wasn't sure what to expect or how to act after all these years, but I knew one thing for sure, I still loved him.
• As soon as I walked in, I saw him sitting at a table by the window looking out into the street. He looked up and saw me, a soft smile forming on his face. We locked eyes for a few moments before he stood up and walked toward me.
• “Hello,” he said, his voice gentle and low. “You look beautiful.”