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I never thought it possible to pinpoint exactly the things I need in my life but that’s what’s happened over the years of knowing Astrid. The root of all my happiness can be listed on one hand. Astrid, Nikolai, Kira, and Atlas. That’s it. That’s all I need in my life to be happy. It’s not about my thriving architecture firm, or the nightclubs, the multiple houses we have in different countries, or even the money itself. It’s all about my family. My happiness is alive in every form.

This morning, I woke up to find Astrid out of bed, the noise of life coming from downstairs. The further my steps led me from our bedroom in the house I built for her on her own —or as she likes to correct me— our island, the more noise I heard. I could hear Kira giggling that contagious medley of hers. Niko was rambling about going exploring on the island once I got up. As soon as I came into the kitchen, I found Astrid cooking breakfast for our family. Ares was safe in his Rockaroo towards the door that led to the bountiful backyard.