Chapter 117 One-hundred & Seventeen
- Mikhail
- Standing at the altar, I watch Maria walk down the aisle as if floating toward me on a cloud. She's breathtaking, and her face radiates love, a love that I also feel. Her big hazel eyes lock with mine. A lot has happened since I grabbed her from the streets of Manhattan.
- I never gave myself time to think about love. But now, not only have I found it, but I will also have a child.