The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa gazed at the freshly printed photo of herself and Lysander, her smile shy yet radiant, while Lysander's lips curved into a gentle smile. They stood close together, both looking at the camera, radiating joy from every pixel. The photo was just perfect. It was the kind of image that made you feel good just by looking at it, a testament to their sweet happiness.

Thalassa turned to the photographer with a grateful, "Thank you."

The photographer waved her off, "No worries. You should head on to tie the knot; there's quite the line forming behind you."

"Right, right." Thalassa nodded, acknowledging the queue of eager couples waiting their turn. Their eagerness to wed mirrored her own.

a few clicks

you, take good care of them," the clerk said, handing

in her hands, her eyes scanning the words "Marriage Certificate," feeling a rush of excitement and disbelief. She and Lysander were officially married! After eight long years, she was finally married to the father of her child! It was surreal. The happiness was so sudden, so real, she almost couldn't believe it,

usually cool, composed heart felt a stir of emotion.

both anticipated and utterly surprising. The feeling was incredible, like his life had been adrift and

composed himself, only for his attention to be drawn to a single, sparkling tear dropping onto Thalassa's certificate.