They landed on a Sunday afternoon.The city looked the same. Same buildings. Same streets. Same traffic. Same everything.But everything was different.Maya stepped off the plane, Ethan's hand in hers, and smiled at nothing and everything."Welcome home, Mrs. Bennett.""Thank you, Mr. Bennett."They walked through the airport together. Normal people. Normal day. Rolling their suitcases. Tired from travel.But they were different now. They were married.The cab ride home was quiet.Maya stared out the window at the familiar streets. The grocery store where they shopped. The park where they walked. The café with the red awning coming into view.Her city now. Their city.Ethan squeezed her hand."Happy?""Really happy.""Me too.""Tired?""Really tired."She laughed."Same."Their apartment felt different when they walked in.Smaller. Or maybe not smaller. Just... theirs. Really theirs. Permanent.Flowers on the table. A note from Bisi.Welcome home, married people! Food in the fridge. D
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