Olivia

The jet descended through wispy clouds as Paris materialized below us, a sprawling tapestry of Haussmann architecture and winding streets. Morning light glinted off the Seine, and I pressed my face closer to the window, catching my first glimpse of the Eiffel Tower rising above the cityscape.

"There it is," I breathed.

Alexander looked up from his laptop, a smile playing at his lips. "First time seeing it?"

"In person? Yes." I couldn't tear my eyes ...