Raina’s POV
Meanwhile, miles away…
My plane began preparing for departure.
Unaware that the man I had spent years chasing…
had finally started running after me.
Just when I was no longer looking back.
The hum of the aircraft vibrated beneath my feet.
Familiar.
Comforting.
Safe.
Funny.
For years, airplanes had been my escape.
When life became too loud, I flew.
When my thoughts became unbearable, I buried myself in work.
When Harrison disappointed me…
I found another flight schedule to review.
Another report to finish.
Another problem to solve.
Anything except facing the truth.
Now, as I stared through the oval window at the runway lights stretching across the darkness…
I finally admitted something to myself.
I wasn’t running anymore.
I was leaving.
There was a differe
