The capital’s skyline stretched high into the clouds, sharp glass towers glittering in the sunlight. Emma’s stomach twisted as the plane dipped lower.
It had been six years since I left the capital, or rather I say I flew overnight, traveling via road like a criminal who has just escaped the prison, so that Oliver couldn't find any trace of me. I swore not to return here, not in this life time. And yet, here I am! Back to the same city with my boys.
The two toddlers at her side, their wide eyes pressed against the airplane window, drinking in the city as if it were a playground.
“Mommy, look!” Evan gasped, pointing at the tiny cars below. “They look like toys!”
Ethan leaned over, curls bouncing. “Are those real cars? Can we go ride in one?”
Emma chuckled, brushing her hand over their
