shared between Alexander and Anna. Most of them were pictures of Cindy Richards Alexander Sterling had taken secretly.
He had been in love with Cindy all his life. He knew of no other love as deep and profound as the one he felt for her. Every memory captured in those images was a testament to the love he had, a love that had weathered countless storms and emerged stronger each time.
But now, as he stood before the display, the weight of his own words hung heavy in the air. The decision he had laid before Cindy, to choose between love and freedom, weighed heavily on his heart. It was a choice he had never thought he would have to make, yet here he was, torn between his desire to hold onto their love and his respect for Cindy's autonomy.
