MANILA INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT — ARRIVAL AREA
The private plane slowly came to a stop on the runway. The morning sun glinted off its metallic surface as the door opened, revealing Aria and Grey stepping down the stairs.
Aria took a deep breath the moment her feet touched the ground. The warm Manila breeze brushed against her face — a mix of nostalgia and tension washed over her.
"Welcome back, Aria," she whispered to herself.
Grey walked beside her, rolling his suitcase casually.
“Feels good to be back, huh?” he said with a small grin.
Aria smiled faintly. “Yeah… It’s been years.”
“You’ll be fine,” Grey assured, noticing how she clutched her bag tightly. “Just remember why you’re here — focus on your work, not the past.”
She nodded, forcing herself to breathe normally. “I’ll try…”
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