Tessa settled into the window seat and pressed her palm against the cold glass. The deep hum of the plane was comforting, a constant vibration that seemed to whisper that everything would be fine, that everything was finally hers to control. For the first time in a long while, she breathed. Deep, slow, unthinking breaths that filled her chest and made her feel like she might just live again.
As the plane glided along the runway and lifted slowly into the air, she felt peace, so much peace.
Her fingers brushed over the old leather-bound notebook in her lap, a new companion for a new life. She remembered the ease she felt when she threw her phone away that morning. Now, there will be no notifications, no messages, no accidental glimpses of him or Derek reaching for her. Nothing. She didn’
