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Airports aren’t my favorite places-too many people, too many prying eyes. But today, my focus is on keeping Victoria safe and happy, and making sure we get to Texas without any surprises. The check-in attendant, Dorothy, offers a polite smile as Victoria hands over her ID. “Hi, we’d like to check in, please,” she says,

Victoria lets out a breathy laugh, dissipating the last of the awkwardness hanging heavy in the air. There’s a sound of relief in her exhale. But I can still see the last couple of days and the phone call with her mom are weighing on her. I wish I had a way to fix it-and

“Simon?” I twist the handle slowly, announcing my presence extra noisily. “Simon, I’m coming in?-“ The second the door swings open, my world tilts. We knock into each other, and I stumble back slightly, my eyes going cartoonishly wide as the towel wrapped around his waist unceremoniously falls to the floor. Time freezes. My breath

Victoria, on the other hand, just smiles, completely unfazed. She takes my hand, squeezing it gently. That’s all it takes for her to fill me with the type of warmth that keeps you cozy regardless of the weather. “I’m not being forced,” she assures Diva. “I willingly choose to marry Simon Jones-that’s why we’re here

“We’ve been together for three whole years. How can you do this to me?” My voice cracks, and I slip the ring off my finger, my vision blurred from crying. “What did I do wrong?” Carl snorts. “A cheap, worthless ring is all it takes to keep you loyal? Don’t be an idiot and stop

She’s engaged. Information that feels like a punch to my gut. “That’s wonderful,” her mother says through the receiver. Her enthusiasm makes her voice even louder. “It’s settled then, we’ll have the wedding on Christmas. I’m going to start notifying all the relatives! I’ll talk to you later.” After wishing her mother goodbye, Victoria disconnects

Simon Wind stings my face as I pull my coat tighter, though it’s more for show than for warmth. The Christmas lights strung above the street twinkle in the gray sky, their reflections winking in the frosted windows of nearby shops. For a city so packed with people, it’s surprising how lonely New York can