Betty’s POV

The helicopter lifted away from the hotel, leaving Kyle and Heaven’s wedding celebration behind us. I leaned back against Ivan, watching the unfamiliar night landscape stretch out below.

Tiny lights from towns and roads flickered like distant stars while the dark sea gradually came into view. The steady thrum of the rotors filled my ears, and the cool night air brushed against my skin even through Ivan’s jacket. It was a beautiful Spanish landscape

We flew along the coast ...