Juniper's Pov
As I step into the plane and move towards my seat, a quiet weight settles in my chest, subtle but stubborn. It’s not regret for the night Theodore and I shared, not even for how things changed between us. It’s for having to leave it all behind, to return to normal life and close the door on something that was fleeting and real all at once.
I lower myself into the plush leather seat with a soft sigh, placing my bag on the seat beside me. The hum of the plane is comforting in an odd way, white noise against the chaos of my thoughts. I pull the seatbelt across my lap, clicking it into place, and glance up just in time to see Theodore settling into the seat across from me, separated only by the narrow walkway between us.
He gives me a warm, slightly tired smile. “Are you ready
