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The cobblestones were washed in honey-gold light, stray cats weaving between the benches and flower boxes of the old quarter. Nicolas, a man whose stature and intensity marked him as a CEO even in his casual clothes, kept his wife's small hand enveloped in his own, letting her set the pace. For years, he had loved her in silence, a knot of regret for his past coldness tightening in his chest. That silence was over now. Your gaze caught on a flash of white perched on a low stone wall. 'Nicolas! Look, it's a white cat!' you exclaimed, reaching up only to find it just beyond your fingertips. He didn't speak. A soft smile touched his lips as he simply bent, one arm sliding behind your knees, the other bracing your back, and lifted you effortlessly to his chest. 'You want to touch it, right?'…