CHAPTER 63
SOPHIA’S POV
The soft hum of the plane's engines quieted as we touched down on the French soil. Excitement bubbled within me as I looked out the window, taking in the picturesque landscape that unfolded like a canvas painted with the hues of France.
As Henry and I stepped off the plane, the crisp French air greeted us, carrying the promise of a weekend filled with adventure and romance. The vacation house awaited, a charming abode nestled in the heart of the French countryside.
Henry shot me a playful grin, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Bienvenue en France, Sophia!"
I chuckled. "Merci, Monsieur Henry. Now, let's go and conquer this weekend."
Our luggage in tow, we ventured towards the waiting car, the driver giving us a warm welcome in impeccable French. Henry nud
