“Yes, you can.” He presses my nose with his thumb in a cute gesture and grins at me. I giggle, drink in that face, the twinkle in his eye, and can’t help thinking back to this exact conversation on my first day in Paris fashion school. It seems like a million years ago, and I thank my lucky stars for making it to this moment after everything we have gone through. I blow out air slowly and center myself.

“Don’t let go of my hand.” I blink up at him insecurely and slide mine ...