THE PRICE OF FAME

We’ll come back, I promise," Alexander replied, his voice low and soothing. "This is just the beginning. We’ll make more memories here, with our little one."

Amelia smiled, her hand resting protectively over her belly. She could already feel the love that would surround their child, the warmth of family, and the promise of a bright future. Paris had given them a taste of what life could be—beautiful, full of love, and overflowing with possibilities.

As they pulled up to the hotel, Amelia stirred from her light doze, blinking her eyes open. The doorman greeted them as they stepped out of the car, and Alexander wrapped an arm around Amelia’s waist, guiding her inside.

They made their way to their suite, and once inside, Amelia kicked off her shoes and collapsed onto the couch with a contented sigh. "Today was perfect," she said, her voice full of gratitude. "I feel so lucky."

Alexander sat beside her, pulling her close. "We’re both lucky, Amelia. We have each other, and soon, we