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Heyyy MY CHOCO FAM ❤️

Two years. It feels like a lifetime and a blink of an eye all at once. On January 17, 2023, I took my first step into this world of writing, unsure of where it would lead me. What started as a simple hobby has grown into something so much bigger—a passion that fuels my soul.🥹🫶🏻

In these two years, I’ve completed two books, and now another is approaching its end. But this journey hasn’t been mine alone. It’s been ours. Every word I’ve written, every chapter I’ve shared, it’s all because of you. Your unwavering support, your heartfelt comments, your love, and even your silent presence have been my strength when I felt weak. You’ve been my light in moments of doubt, my inspiration when I needed it most.🤧🫂

If I’ve grown as a writer, it’s because of you. If I’ve dared to dream, it’s because you believed in me. And I hope you’ll stay with me as I reach for even greater heights because this journey wouldn’t be the same without you.

I’m sorry for the delay—I couldn’t post the chapter yesterday. Thank you for your patience and for always being there. You mean the world to me.🧿❤️‍🩹

Lob youuu,
Chocozz💋✨
Your Authy
–Rittzz

•Meeting THE Romanos' !!•
▪︎Author's Pov▪︎

Note : Giorgio has departed for France to reunite with his family.

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Amaira had always been the baby of the family—their adorable little princess who could melt hearts with her innocence and sweetness. She thrived on having her brothers and father close, her wide-eyed wonder and pure kindness only strengthening their bond. Her brothers were fiercely protective, determined to shield her from the harshness of the world. To them, she was the light in their otherwise dark lives. Her giggles, playful pranks, and even the scoldings she earned from them were threads in the tapestry of their unbreakable connection.

For her father, Amaira was more than just his daughter—she was a reflection of the woman he had loved and lost. His wife's absence had left a void, but Amaira filled it with her presence, her spirit a mirror of her mother's. Losing her, even briefly, had been the hardest blow. When he finally found her again, he vowed never to let her go. He would protect her, love her, spoil her, and keep her close, no matter what.

But time has a way of slipping through even the tightest grasp. Amaira wasn't a little girl anymore. She had grown into a young woman—independent, mature, and with a mind of her own. The Romanos hated to admit it, but they knew the day would come when someone else would enter her life, someone who would share her heart in a way they never could.

They dreaded it, fought against the thought of losing their little princess to someone else. But now, as the day loomed before them, they were caught unprepared. Their little girl was about to introduce them to him—the man she had chosen.

"Hey, everyone." Amaira's soft voice broke through the quiet tension in the room.

They looked up in unison, their gazes immediately softening. She stood before them in a white, knee-length floral dress, her hair cascading down her back in soft waves. Her minimal makeup only accentuated her natural beauty, and though her smile was sweet, it was tinged with nervousness.