At the airport, the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement. Noah checked in, breezed through security, and finally settled into her window seat. She took a deep breath, the weight of her deception fading as the idea of a carefree vacation took hold. Just a few hours and she’d be lying on a beach, sipping cocktails, far away from the chaos of the office. But as the last few passengers boarded, her contentment turned to dread. A man walked onto the plane, his sharp suit standing out among the sea of vacation wear.
At first, Noah didn’t pay him much attention. She was focused on settling in, flipping through the in-flight magazine absentmindedly. But then something caught her eye. The man’s profile—it was so familiar. Too familiar. Dark hair, sharp jawline, and those piercing blue eyes. Noah’s stomach dropped. Her heart nearly stopped as she leaned forward for a better look. Was that… Mr. Green? “No, it can’t be,” she whispered to herself, but the resemblance was uncanny.