Quand L'amour Brille De Mille Feux - Keira And... -

“Our love hasn’t always been loud, Keira. But it has always been certain. And tonight, I want it to be more than just a flicker.”

Keira turned to see Elias standing in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the golden light of the ballroom. He didn't look like the man she’d met in a dusty library six years ago. In his tailored tuxedo, he looked like a prince from a story she had forgotten she was writing. Quand l'amour brille de mille feux - Keira And...

As he slipped the ring onto her finger, the Eiffel Tower erupted into its hourly light show. For a moment, the world was nothing but blinding, brilliant white. The sparkle on her hand matched the fire in her chest—a sudden, roaring heat that swept away every doubt she had ever carried. “Our love hasn’t always been loud, Keira

Keira stepped onto the balcony of the Grand Palais, the crisp Parisian night air biting at her shoulders. Below her, the city was a tapestry of amber streetlights and shimmering rain-slicked cobblestones. But she wasn't looking at the view. She was looking at the small, velvet box in her hand—a gift from Elias that she hadn't yet found the courage to open. He didn't look like the man she’d met

“I’m not hiding,” Keira said, her voice trembling slightly. “I’m just... watching the stars.”