~Antonio
I exhaled deeply as I collected my boarding pass from the attendant.
Finally.
Nothing was holding us back anymore.
No more obligations.
No more lies.
No more pretending.
Tiara and I were leaving.
I turned to her, brushing my fingers against hers in a subtle touch. She looked up at me, her lips curving into a smile.
“Still feels unreal,” she murmured.
I smirked. “It’s real, baby.”
Her eyes gleamed. “I can’t wait to be out of here.”
I was about to reply when—my phone buzzed.
I almost ignored it.
But a deep sense of unease made me check.
Message from Giovanni.
I frowned. What now?
I thought he said he was travelling for a business meeting, could it be that he didn't travel anymore?
I opened the message.
And everything stopped.
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