***

As we were getting ready to leave, Jack gave me a choice: return to New York with him or stay in Paris for my job. He said he would try to make it work, no matter what.

“I’ve found strength and love here, Jack, but you’ve changed everything for me,” I confessed. “I want to give us a real chance.”

So we decided to go back to New York together, committed to making it work.

***

As we were getting ready to leave, Jack gave me a choice: return to New York with him or stay in Paris for my job. He said he would try to make it work, no matter what.

“I’ve found strength and love here, Jack, but you’ve changed everything for me,” I confessed. “I want to give us a real chance.”

So we decided to go back to New York together, committed to making it work.

However, as soon as we landed at JFK, reality hit. Jack voiced his worries about how our relationship would work with his demanding career and frequent travel.

“My job isn’t just a job to me. Flying and exploring new cities are part of who I am. I’m away a lot, and I’m concerned about what that means for us,” he said cautiously.

“I love you, and while I’m scared, I believe we can make it work,” I reassured him.

“It might not work,” Jack admitted. “Let’s take a few days to think it over. Traveling can cloud your judgment, especially when it comes to love,” he said, and we parted ways with a quick kiss.

As I pondered my future, Brian’s mocking voice broke my thoughts.

“Well, dear wife, how’s life after your little affair with the pilot? Didn’t take long for that to fall apart, huh? Are you here all alone, waiting for me to save you?” he sneered.

“Wife?” the woman beside him asked, her confusion obvious.

I could tell she had no idea Brian was married. Nina had slapped him in anger.

“You lied to me!” she shouted at him, and Brian was left speechless. She then turned to me, full of apologies.

With strength, Nina told Brian, “We’re done,” and walked away.

“Goodbye, Brian,” I said calmly, following Nina’s lead.

***

I chose to become a flight attendant, combining my newfound independence with my love for Jack and the thrill of flying. With his encouragement, I tackled the application process and training, and our relationship grew stronger.

Eventually, I was assigned to my first flight, which just so happened to be on one of Jack’s routes. In my flight attendant uniform, I walked down the airplane aisle and met his proud gaze.

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