C80 Chapter 80
Bastian’s pov
The low hum of the jet engines reverberated through the cabin, steady and unyielding, a stark contrast to the storm raging inside me. I’d spent the past week convincing myself that this trip was for her, that taking her back to Dubai would give her a break from the chaos that had seeped into every corner of our lives. But as I watched her out of the corner of my eye
