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The plane hummed beneath us, a steady vibration that filled the quiet space between conversations. Vivien had her hand resting in mine, her fingers warm, her nails tracing idle patterns against my skin. I turned her palm up and pressed a kiss to the center before flipping it over, letting my eyes linger where our fingers intertwined.

That was when I saw it.

My wedding ring.

The light hit the silver band just right, reflecting off the window, making it impossible to ignore. The weight of it-the meaning of it-settled over me like a stone pressing against my ribs.

Before I could overthink it, I pulled my hand from hers and slid the ring off my finger.

I stared at it for a beat. Three years. Three fucking years.

Then, without hesitation, I tucked it into my wallet.

When I looked up, Vivien was watching me, her brown eyes soft but searching.

"You didn't have to do that," she said gently. "Really. I get it."

I swallowed, holding her gaze. "I know."

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so much

understanding hitting me in the chest harder than

find

mine, squeezing my fingers. "You found me too, you know," she murmured. "You

nodded, leaning in

against her lips.

for a second before pulling away.

on a tray. She was blonde, big blue eyes, the kind of face that looked vaguely familiar-like she could have been on the cover of a

too long before she glanced at Vivien, handing us the glasses with a

your flight, Mr. Saunders," she said

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my nose, shaking my head as I lifted my glass. Vivien clinked hers against mine, her smile easy, but I could tell she'd noticed

I ignored it.

break. A getaway. A place where I didn't have to think about football or media or any of

when I got up to stretch

huddled near the galley, their voices

in Germany. The hot

the other one muttered.

but she's still technically

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