Elena's pov
*Fifteen days later*
Christmas had come and gone but I could see my breath when we walked out of the airport, the air still sharp and biting against my skin.
The city felt different now, quieter. Decorations still hung on buildings but most had been taken down.
We were halfway home from the airport, the heater blasting as Jenna drove, when Claire twisted around in the passenger seat to look at me.
They offered to come pick me up from the airport when I landed and were now driving me back home.
“Welcome back, Elena,” Jenna said, keeping her eyes on the road. “While some of us were stuck with aunties asking why we’re still single, you disappeared, having the time of your life.”
“Next year,” Claire said dramatically, twisting around in her seat, “I’m disappearing. No fami
