****************Aubrey’s pov******************
As the plane lowered onto the runway, a tumultuous wave of emotions surged within me—sadness, strength, determination. The wheels touched down with a gentle thump, but my mind was anything but calm.
Returning to this place felt like walking into the eye of a storm that had nearly destroyed me, yet I was no longer the vulnerable person who had left three years ago. I was now a tempered and resilient force.
Taking a deep breath, I reminded myself of my purpose for coming here: to reclaim everything that was taken from me and to exact the vengeance I had meticulously plotted.
The moment I stepped off the plane, the familiar scent of the city enveloped me. It was a bittersweet sensation, reminding me of all the memories associated with this place. But those memories were now tainted with bitterness, serving as fuel for my burning desire for justice.