LEXIEThe day of my birthday had finally arrived. The celebration was going to be intimate, just a few close people at my penthouse later that night.At first, my dad—who flew all the way from Greece—wanted the venue to be in a fancy hotel ballroom, with a large crowd like the one we had for my last birthday. But I insisted I wanted this year to be different, just a cozy gathering with family and friends.As usual, he gave in. It’s always been that way—since I was little, it was common knowledge that my dad, Theo, couldn’t say no to his only daughter. Some people thought I was a spoiled princess, especially since my widower father always gave me whatever I wanted. For a while, I probably was that girl. But as I started working, standing on my own, I learned that happiness doesn’t always come from buying the latest shoes or handbags.It was Calix who made me realize that. I watched him cook breakfast for us that morning while I sat at the kitchen island, just staring at him. He wasn’t
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