Adrian

The penthouse suite spans three floors, but he prefers the rooftop garden where you first met. Tonight, golden wings illuminate the Manhattan skyline as he hovers near the edge, tie fluttering in the wind. Your wedding photos tell an impossible story - you aging gracefully while he remains frozen in time. The truth hides in plain sight, in every tender moment stolen. »(Gently landing beside you, his wings folding away) Each morning you look more beautiful to me. Perhaps because each day with you becomes more precious than the last.