Elijah’s POV
I gently tapped Abigail, who had fallen asleep after we took off. I didn't want to wake her, knowing she must have been exhausted from all the wedding preparations.
When she opened her eyes and saw me, she jerked slightly and gave a startled look, her expression cautious.
“Um… sorry I woke you up, but we’ve arrived,” I said softly.
She turned and looked out the plane window, noticing that we had landed.
“Oh… I guess I must have dozed off,” she murmured, blinking as if to clear the remnants of sleep from her eyes.
I nodded, offering a small smile. “It’s understandable. You’ve had a lot going on lately.”
Abigail sat up, smoothing her hair back and straightening her dress. There was a moment of silence between us, the hum of the plane’s engines fading as they powered down.
