Famous Beautiful People

Valentina's knee bounced up and down as she sat in her seat. She was not too sure about what she was doing. She was not sure it was a good idea. Nicolas had a good reason not to want her. But in all these years he had not divorced her. There was still hope. Their families were close; he had not exposed her past sins. Surely that meant something.

"Are you okay?" Julia asked her from her own seat.

Valentina nodded. She was fine.

"Good, because the plane has landed and we need to get going," Julia told her sister.

Valentina nodded again and unclipped her seatbelt. She got up, and a flight attendant rushed forward to help her with her cases.

She took her cases from the woman and walked out of the plane. They got through immigration and were now officially in London.

"That looks like our chauffeur," Julia said with glee as she saw the man holding up a sign with their family name printed in neat, big, bold letters.