Maya's POV
Three months into marriage with Damon, and I couldn't imagine being happier. His affection had only grown since we exchanged vows. As I sat at my desk, I found myself lost in a photo from our Bali honeymoon—that pristine beach still vivid in my memory. After our wedding, we'd spent two days at a charming hotel farm before flying to Bali for ten unforgettable days. Honestly, it wouldn't have mattered if we'd stayed in that luxurious bungalow or a simple cabin back on the farm—anywhere with my gentle giant felt like paradise.
"Good grief, still swooning after three months? My brother must really be something special," Lana remarked, approaching my desk with a knowing smile.
I gazed dreamily at the photo. "Oh, he's beyond special."
"I can only imagine, based on all that noise you two made in the apartment," Lana teased with a laugh.
