Celina stepped closer, picking up the book with delicate reverence, as if it were a treasure, and held it against her chest. Then she looked at it, eyes filled with emotion. Thor asked:

“Am I that boss?”

“You read it? I can’t believe you actually read it, Thor!”

Thor smiled.

“How could I not read my wife’s work?”

Celina’s smile widened.

“Yes, baby, that boss is you. I just changed the name.”

She moved closer and kissed him tenderly, a kiss overflowing with love and gratitude.

“This book is our story. Thank you, baby. I don’t even know how to thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”

Thor caressed her face softly.

“You were born to shine, Celina. Everything is happening because you fought to get here.”

“But if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even have this book.”

“No, love. The credit is all yours. I just gave a little help because I saw your talent. This is only the first step. You’re going to write so many books—you’ll be a bestselling author.”

Celina’s eyes sparkled as she smiled