My reality came crashing down at the airport when I discovered my husband with another woman. This heartbreaking moment led to an unexpected encounter with a charming and kind airline pilot, setting me off on a romantic escapade to Paris. Despite the excitement, I wondered if such a romantic journey could truly last.

Brian and I were facing challenges in our marriage, though I hadn’t fully grasped their weight. Clinging to hope, I held onto my Paris ticket and navigated through the crowded airport, trying to calm my racing nerves.

I planned to surprise Brian on his work trip to France, thinking a romantic getaway in the city of love might rekindle our relationship. But instead, I saw him at the airport with a young woman, their intimate connection undeniable.

My heart broke as the truth dawned on me. “Brian!” I exclaimed, stunned.

His surprise quickly turned to indifference. He released the woman and approached me. “Ava, what are you doing here?” he asked, frowning.

“I wanted to surprise you, to spend time together in Paris,” I stammered, feeling my dream crumble.

Brian pulled me aside, visibly annoyed. “This isn’t a good time, Ava. This is business,” he said dismissively, tearing my ticket apart. “And she’s just a colleague. Go home.”

Tears welled up. “I thought we were trying to fix us,” I said, devastated.

“This was a mistake. Leave,” he said coldly, walking away with the woman, leaving me shattered. I collapsed beside my suitcase, crying, when Jack found me.

“Are you alright?” he asked, his voice full of concern. I looked up into kind eyes and saw his pilot uniform, finding him handsome.