Elena’s pov

The plane touched down in Singapore, and for the first time in days, I felt like I could breathe properly.

Distance didn’t fix anything, but at least it quieted the noise.

Well… almost because the man sitting beside me on this trip wasn’t the one I wanted to be here with.

The limo ride from the airport was silent, just the steady hum of the engine and the driver talking softly about landmarks we weren’t really listening to.

I kept my gaze out the window, watching the city ...