C142 Homecoming

Artemis' POV

The jet touched down with a soft jolt, and I exhaled slowly, staring out the window at the familiar skyline. We were home. A part of me was relieved—the week in Paris had been nothing short of magical, but there was something about returning to familiar ground that made me feel grounded again.

Aidan’s hand found mine as we prepared to disembark. “Back to reality,” he murmured