The Romance in Duet Collection

Epilogue

Julien

When the ballerinas first danced for me, I was shocked. When the cat leaped out of the painting, I was amazed.

When the good doctor repaired the woman I love, I was overjoyed.

And yet all of that wonder, all of that awe, pales in comparison to this .

To love.

To love staying, to love lasting, and to love changing you.

And to the everyday beauty in being with the person you adore.

I’ve traveled the world by painted bridge, I’ve escaped inside a cathedral, I’ve made love to this woman under Van Gogh’s stars . . . and this right here feels like the truest magic— staying .

She is staying.

Every day, that amazes me.

And I love every day of it.