Dorothy swiveled around, her fingers itching to dial Karenâs number to inform her that Jeffrey had gone
looking for her. However, Karen had gone radio silent, probably caught up in the chaos of baggage
dropâoff and security checks.
Everett watched her furrowed brow and spoke in a soothing voice, âDonât worry. Didnât Jeffrey say he
doesnât have Karenâs number? He probably will struggle to find her.â
âWhatâs with those two, how did they even end up together?â
Dorothy had her reservations about Jeffrey. Not because he had once insulted her; it was his reputation
as a ladiesâ man that concerned her. After all, Karen was all talk and no experience â how could she
ever handle a player like Jeffrey?
After rambling on, Dorothy glanced down and found Everettâs gaze fixed on her, intense and
unwavering.
She arched an eyebrow, thinking there was something on her face, âWhat?â
âDorothy, youâre not mad at Jeffrey on my account, are you?â
âRelax, Iâm not about to hold a grudge that would curse your whole family tree.â
âGood to know.â
Karen had already made it to airport, checked in her luggage, and after passing through security, found
a cozy diner to grab a bite. She noticed the missed call from Dorothy and instinctively wanted to call
back, but ultimately decided against it.
Unanswered calls didnât stop her from tearing up over her meal, though! She thought to herself,
Dorothy was just too sweet, calling repeatedly out of concern for her!
Karen had always hated goodbyes; they made her want to cry ever since she was little. Even the mere
sight of such farewells would set her off!
Her tears fell in big drops, but that didnât stop her from making the steak on her plate disappear, piece
by piece.
Nearly done with her meal, she wiped away her tears and headed to the lounge to wait for her flight.
The return ticket was still firstâclass, courtesy of Kenneth, who wanted to ensure her comfort. The
lounge was plush, and she found a sofa to lie down on and catch up on some sleep.
In a drowsy haze, she felt someone nudge her arm.
Karen jolted awake to see a foreign beauty smiling down at her!
The language barrier was real; she couldnât understand a word, but the flight attendant pointing to her
ticket was an unmistakable cue.
âThank you!â Karen responded, realizing it was time to board.
She grabbed her carryâon, sent a quick message to Kenneth with her arrival time, prepared to switch
off her phone, and got ready to board the plane for more sleep.
Once she got on the plane and found her seat, she quickly settled in.
Karen sighed, thinking, you had to hand it to age; pulling an allânighter just wasnât as easy to bounce
back from anymore.
She slipped into the provided slippers, pulled out a blanket, and before lying down, she turned on the
âDo Not Disturbâ light.
With more than ten hours of flight time, she was looking forward to some quality rest.
Just as Karen was about to drift off into dreamland, a voice calling her name echoed through the cabin.
âKaren!â
She listened carefully, it was unmistakable.
Frowning, she sat up mid yawn only to see Jeffrey standing there!
What the hell?
Karen blinked a few times, rubbing her eyes for clarity.
No mistake, this wasnât a dream.
âWerenât you supposed to find me in my room after you woke up? Huh? Karen!â Jeffreyâs voice was
filled with frustration, contrasting sharply with Karenâs befuddled state.
He had no reason to be here.
âAre you alsoâ¦heading back home?â she asked.
âIâm here to get you!â Jeffrey marched over and grabbed her sleeve, âThink you can run away? Think
again!â
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