Chapter 270 Chapter 270: Airport Reunion.
Angela Pov Folding the soft cashmere scart for the third time, I placed it carefully in the gift box. The deep liurgundy colne seemed elegant, but doubt crept în as I stared at it. Would my father like it? I couldn't remember if burgundy was a color he appreciated or avoid Still worried about the gil gifts?" Sean's voice cfrom behindas be entered our bedroom.
together since... well, since I lost my 1 sighed, closing the box. I just want everything to be perfect, memory.
John will love anything you choose," Sean assured me, wrapping hirsims around my waist, "Besides, you've always had impeccable "What if I've chosen all wrong? My father has a new wife now, and don't even remember meeting her." My hands nervously rearranged the tissue paper in the gift box.
Sean turnedto face him. "Angela, all John wants for Christmas is to see you. The e gifts are secondary." I nodded, taking a deep breath. "You're right. I just... I hope this trip helps bring back smemories." "Thats why were going," he said, squeezing my hands. "And whatever happens, we'll handle it together." The plane began its descent into Italy, and I shifted uncomfortably my seat. After eight hours of flight, my body felt like it had been folded into unnatural positions. I rolled my shoulders, wincing at the stiffness in my neck. Sean noticed my discomfort. "We'll get you stretched out soon," he whispered, his hand warm on mine When the seatbelt sign finally turned off, I stood up carefully, only only to have my legs nearly buckle beneath me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Whoa," Sean caught my elbow. "Take it easy "I'm fine," I insisted, gripping the headrest for support. "Just need to walk it off." But as we approached the exit door, my right leg seized up completely. I stumbled forward, certain I would fall if not for Sean's quick reflexes.
"That's it," he said, steadying me. "You need to give your circulation tto recover." I tried to take another step step and winced. "Maybe you're right," Helore I could say another word, Sean bent down and liftedinto his arms.
"Sean!" I gasped, my eyes darting around the cabin. "What are you doing? Putdown?" "You can barely walk, he replied calmly. This is the most efficient solution." My face burned as fellow passengers glanced our way. "People are staring," I hissed." 1/3 Chapter 270: Airport Reunion "Let them," Sean said, completely unperturbed. "Would you prefer to rawl through the airport?" I squirmed in his nems. "I can walk, I just need a minute..." His green eyes locked with mine. "A few minutes in my arms won't you, Angela. When your legs are ready, I'll set you down." Just then, my phone buzzed. Awkwardly retrieving it from my pocket while being carried, I saw my father 1 non the screen.
"It's Dad," I whispered to Sean, before answering. "Hello?" "Angela! Are you here? I'm waiting at arrivals. My father's voice suured both excited and anxious.
"We just landed, we'll be there soon." Behind us, Alexander and Victoria shepherded Aria and than through the terminal, Catching our reflection in a window, I saw Victoria exchange a knowing smile with Alexander as they watched Sean carrying ine.
"Grandpa, look!" Aria called out, bouncing on her toes. "Daddy's carrying Mommy! Can you carrytoo? I'm tired!" Alexander's stern features softened immediately. He crouched down, arms extended. "Chere, princess." As Alexander scooped up Aria, my heart warmed. Despite the embarrassment of being carried through a something touching about seeing our little family procession.
crowded airport, t there was Victoria turned to Ethan, whose eyes were darting between us and the colorful airport signs. "Ethan, do you need help too?" she asked gently.
Ethan politely shook his head. "No thank you, Grandma, We should catch up with Mom and Dad." Victoria nodded, taking his small hand in hers as they quickened their pace to keep up with us.
As we approached the arrivals area, I spotted my father through the glass partition. He stood next to checking his watch repeatedly.
uniformed drivers, A cigarette was clasped between his fingers, though it appeared unlic-airport rules, I presumed. His eyes scanned each emerging passenger with growing impatience.
"There's my father," I told Sean, pointing toward the familiar figure. Though I couldn't remember our past, something in my heart recognized him immediately.
Sean followed my gaze. "He looks anxious." "Hes been waiting a while," I observed. "Sean, please putdown now. I don't want him to worry." Sean hesitated. "Are you sure you can walk? I nodded. "The feeling has returned. Besides, if he sees you carrying me, he'll think something's wrong." Sean reluctantly seton my feet, keeping one arm around my waist for support. I tested my legs, relieved to find them steadier.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Im fine now," I assured him, gently removing his supportive arm. "Really."
As we emerged into the arrivals area, I saw my father's worried expression transform into relief when his eyes found mine. 1 quickened my pace, my heart suddenly racing with anticipation. Though my mind held no memories of this man, my body seemed 2/3 Chapter 270: Airport Reunion to recognize him at deeper fovel "Dad!" I called out, surprised by the emotion welling Hing as in my voic from his features. In that moment, I felt a connection
He turned fully toward me, his face breaking into a smile that era that transcended memory-something primal and unbreakable. I opened my arms as 1 approached him, and he envelopedin a tight einbrace
that felt both foreign and achingly familiar. His arms trembled slightly as they held me, and I could feel the rapid biting of his heart. "I missed you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
Tears pricked my eyes as I rested my head against his shoulder. "I'm here now, Dad," I replied softly. "Im home." Behind us, Sean stood with Alexander, Victoria, and and the children, allowing us this precious moment of reunion.
Though my past remained shrouded in fog, in this moment I felt certainty: I was enough to face whatever cnext.
is surrounded by people who loved me, and that was Chapter Comments