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My New Beginning.

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Angel's Point Of View

As I stepped off the plane and into the bustling Los Angeles airport, a mix of nerves and excitement buzzed through me.

My eyes scanned the crowd until they landed on a tall man in a crisp black suit, holding a sign with my name neatly printed on it.

I swallowed hard and walked toward him, suddenly hyper-aware of how surreal this moment felt. Up close, he was even more striking—his blonde hair slicked back with precision, a pair of dark shades masking his expression.

There was something effortlessly composed about him, like he had done this a hundred times before. Meanwhile, my heart was still racing from the flight.

“Ms. Caribello?” He asked, his voice deep and professional.

I managed a nod, gripping the strap of my bag a little tighter.

Without missing a beat, he took my luggage, handling it with practiced ease, then gestured toward a sleek white car waiting at the curb.

So this was it. My new beginning.

He effortlessly lifted my luggage and
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