A lifetime together, bound by the warmth of their youth.
But now, Athena’s lips curled into a cold smile as she lit the lighter. She watched as the flames danced, consuming everything in their path. With the fire, the promises of their youth turned to ash, as fragile and fleeting as the love they once shared.
The next morning, Athena stood at the airport, clutching the stack of documents the agent had prepared for her.
Her gaze was steady, the uncertainty of the past fading behind her. She was ready to board the earliest international flight to Finland, leaving behind the dream of England she had once held so tightly.
She hadn’t bothered to contact the makeup team, nor had she picked up her wedding dress. The irony wasn’t lost on her; everyone, including Emmett, still believed she was consumed by preparations to become the most beautiful bride.
Just before boarding, Athena’s phone rang. It was Emmett.
“Athena, there’s still an issue at work. The wedding might need to be postponed a little. Can you wait for me?”
His voice was hurried, tinged with an edge of nervousness. Athena glanced at the message Aliana had sent just half an hour ago, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips.