ARCHIE POV
The flight back to New York was a mix of emotions- a blend of excitement, nostalgia, and a tinge of sadness at leaving behind the vibrant energy of Singapore. As we settled into our seats on the plane, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for what awaited us back home.
Camilla and Aria sat beside me, their faces reflecting a mixture of exhaustion and contentment. Aria had fallen asleep almost as soon as we boarded the plane, her head resting against Camilla's shoulder. Camilla, meanwhile, gazed out the window, lost in thought as the plane taxied down the runway.
As the plane was high up, I pulled out my phone and checked my email, hoping to distract myself from the growing sense of dread. But what I found there only served to deepen my unease.
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