The private jet landed smoothly on the tarmac of Bali's Ngurah Rai International Airport, the soft jolt bringing Amanda back to reality. She peered out the window, taking in the breathtaking view of the island-lush greenery, golden sand beaches, and the shimmering expanse of the ocean beyond.
She should be excited.
This was Bali.
A dream destination.
But instead, all she could think about was the man sitting beside her.
Raphael was silent, his elbow resting on the armrest, his fingers absentmindedly grazing his lips. His brows were furrowed, as if lost in thought.
Amanda folded her arms. "You look like you just realized you made a mistake bringing me here."
He turned to her, his lips twitching at the corners. "Oh, I realized that the moment I married you."
Amanda scoffed, rolling her eyes, but before she could respond, the flight attendant approached with a warm smile.
"Mr. and Mrs. Steel, we're ready for your departure. Your transportation is waiting."