Honeymoon Interrupted

Fiona POV

I had pictured this moment in my head a hundred times—Xavier and I, sitting side by side, our hands entwined, our hearts beating as one as we boarded a plane to somewhere far away from everything that had been holding us back. I imagined the hum of the engines lulling us into a sense of peace, the soft whisper of the flight attendants' voices as they moved down the aisles, and the distant skyline below us, signaling the start of something new. In my mind, the world outside the plane window blurred into a beautiful blend of colors, all soft hues of blue and pink as we flew higher, leaving behind the chaos, the pressure, the judgment.