***~CLAIRE~***I cried throughout the flight to Milan. It lasted about eight hours. I lay curled up on the seat, hands wrapped around my body. My heart was wounded, and I doubted it would ever heal. I dozed off at some point, completely exhausted from crying. I only realized I slept off when Henry tapped me awake and told me the chef had prepared some food for me. I wasn't hungry. My appetite was gone, so I declined. Then he suggested I go into the sleeping area to be more comfortable, and that turned out to be a good idea. Hours later, I woke up feeling sore all over. I felt like I was going to be sick.I stepped out of the sleeping area and spotted the glittering airport of Milan beneath us. We had arrived. Grabbing Tyler's jacket and my phone, I quickly settled into a seat and fastened the seatbelt as the jet began to descend. Night had fallen already. The weather here was nice and warm. A limo was waiting to receive me after I alighted from the jet. Henry hung close, lea
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