After the wedding ceremony, I reached out to my parents via phone.
I informed them of my imminent departure for the airport, with a flight to Therondia scheduled in two hours.
This plan had been formulated through discussions with them.
Given the current state of affairs between Darren and myself, remaining in this country would only impede my professional performance.
As our family was planning to establish a subsidiary in Therondia, it seemed logical to send me there. Having a family member oversee operations was reassuring.
Juan took on the responsibility of driving me to the airport. En route, he inquired, "Did you forget the USB stick? I thought you intended to cause some commotion."
Gazing out the car window, I responded, "That was my original plan, but witnessing their joy made me reconsider."
The USB drive didn't actually contain anything particularly significant. It merely held a video Darren had created when he proposed to me.