The hum of the plane's engines provided a steady backdrop to the palpable tension in the air. Grace gazed out of the window, her eyes tracing the clouds as if searching for answers among their ever-shifting forms. The vastness outside mirrored the vastness within, where conflicting emotions swirled like a tempest. She glanced at Grayson, his profile illuminated by the soft glow of the cabin lights. He stole a glance at Grace, her face a mosaic of emotions he couldn't entirely decipher.
Seated across from her, Grayson observed the woman he once thought he knew so well. Her profile, illuminated by the soft glow of the cabin lights, revealed a depth of vulnerability he hadn't fully grasped until now. The silence between them felt heavy, pregnant with unspoken words and unresolved sentiments.
