Chapter 172 — Farewell in Paris

The city sparkled outside the hotel window. Paris had a way of turning any corner into a movie set: the lights dancing on the Seine, the distant murmur of the street, the faint echo of an accordion.

Ayden slept in the crib they had brought for him, breathing deeply, oblivious to the world. His little hands lay open, as if he too were dreaming of playing. That peace was the permission Sofía needed.

She turned toward Adrián. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, h