Chapter 50: A New City, a New Home
Cassandra.
The constant hum of the plane gradually faded as the private jet descended, and I felt a slight flutter in my stomach when the wheels touched down. As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw through the window was the city—Bogotá stretched out in the distance, a tapestry of scattered buildings under a slightly cloudy sky. The thought of being so far from home, in a new country, filled me with a mixture of excitement and nerves that I couldn’t shake off.
Warrick squeezed my hand, smiling softly as the plane slowed down. I felt the warmth of his fingers, and it comforted me to know that, no matter where we went, he was by my side. The plane finally came to a stop, and the engines were turned off, leaving a sudden silence that made me realize h
