“Yes. But we need to choose how. And I want to do it together.”
“Why do you want to do that?”
“I hear there’s no such thing as an ethical billionaire. So as our net worth rises, I’d like to do what I can to manage it.”
I laugh.Isaid that to him once. I didn’t realize he took it to heart. But then, he cares so deeply about doing all the right things now. After a lifetime of not being allowed to care about them, watching his love not only for me, not just for his children, but for the world around him grow has been one of the most glorious things.
“I thought I was mad, but I think you might be,” I say.
“You’re still painting in the attic,” he points out.
“Maybe we’re both mad. Certainly everyone around us thinks so.”
Though my friends, my family have come around, especially since we had children. Especially since… Things between us have changed and for the better.
“Let me tell you a secret,” he says. “I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I only care about what you think.” He leans in and kisses me.
I begin to think that I can take a break from the painting for a little bit.
“I feel the same.”
Somehow we managed to take all that wild passion and turn it into a life.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
It isn’t the perfect, neat life I dreamed of.
It’s better. This life where I get to be fully myself. Where I get to be fully loved.
This life with Dragos Apostolis.
It was fate after all. We just had to do the work to make it last.
And we did.
Which is why I know we’ll live happily ever after.