Chapter 2

Logan and I had been together for three years. I once thought we'd go the distance.

But everything changed the day Janice joined the airline.

Logan, who was usually stoic, couldn't stop smiling when he told me he'd been assigned a trainee. At first, there was a hint of frustration in his voice—subtle, but unmistakable.

"The new hire's all thumbs. She can't even handle filing without screwing it up. I have no idea how she's supposed to fly a plane. And seriously, I'm not even single anymore. The last thing I need is upper management leaving some rookie to hover around and make my life harder!"

But over time, Logan started bringing up Janice more and more, and "the new hire" slowly turned into just "Jan".

What he didn't seem to notice was how his whole expression softened whenever he mentioned her, like he couldn't help it.

I saw it as plain as day. But I never said a word.

Back then, I believed that someone who'd just shown up couldn't possibly come between Logan and me, considering the relationship we'd built over three years.

But I was wrong. Completely wrong.

I glanced down at my phone. Janice had just posted on Instagram three minutes ago. The caption read, "Getting the best wrist massage from my amazing instructor. Jealous?"

The photo showed a delicate hand nestled in a man's grasp. It might've been a sweet picture if not for the matching couple's ring on his finger, identical to mine.

I kept scrolling, and there it was—Logan's comment, staring back at me. "Be that careless again and I'll break your hand myself!"

Even through the screen, I could feel the worry and tenderness in Logan's words for her.

Feeling numb, I kept scrolling as a bitter taste crept into my mouth like I'd bitten into something I couldn't spit out.

I should've seen it coming. His heart hadn't been in it since the first time he left me at the altar for Janice.

"Jan's still young. Don't you think it's a little pathetic to be this jealous at your age?" he'd muttered as he walked out on me at our first wedding.

It wouldn't have made a difference if it was Janice or some other woman. In his eyes, I was already past my prime. How could I ever compete with those who were still in the bloom of youth?

I brushed the tears from my eyes and forced down the last of my bitterness.

Then, I texted my supervisor. "Chief Blackwell, I'm resigning."

Logan had bailed on me so many times for her. All of it left me completely exhausted. There was no place for me in Logan's heart anymore, and I finally realized there was no point in holding on.

Confused, Chief Blackwell asked me what was going on.

I just told him I'd been feeling burnt out and needed some time away from work.

Back then, I'd pushed myself way past my limits just to get a little closer to Logan. That was how I landed working for the same airline as him.

This job as a flight attendant was a far cry from what I'd actually studied. The hours were brutal and the nights sleepless, but I never once complained about how exhausted I was.

Yet now, the faith I'd built my whole life around had crumbled. There was nothing holding me back anymore.

For the first time, it felt like a whole world was out there, and all I wanted was to get out there and see it for myself.