Mikayla and Nadim

I can still hear the thunderous roar of the Mediterranean waves against the side of the ship. We were sailing from Rome towards Naples with stars that scattered unevenly yet harmoniously across the night sky and a beautiful moon that brightly clung unto infinitely. He told me he loved me and I thought nothing of it because he often reminded me of this everyday (how lucky am I?), and out of nowhere he knelt down on one knee and took my hands….a moment I’ve dreamed up a million times over, but when it actually happened – the moment was so much bigger than the both of us, so much bigger than any dream. With tears swelling in both our eyes, he held me tenderly and that was when I knew…this is home.

These hands...