Page 195 of Broken Destiny
I needed to tell her the truth.
I needed to tell her that I still loved her.
Without another second of hesitation, I ran out of my room, down the stairs, and through the front door.
Greg was still waiting in the car.
I slid into the passenger seat, my heart pounding.
“Get me to the airport,” I said, my voice breathless.
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JIYA
Ibarely remembered leaving the church.
One moment, I was standing inside watching Caleb at the altar, and the next, I was rushing into a cab with tears blurring my vision.
“Grand Excelsior Hotel, please,” I whispered shakily.
As the car pulled away, I forced myself not to look back.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I texted Harper quickly before calling Geeta and telling her to pack everything because we were leaving immediately. I switched off my phone before she could ask any questions.
By the time I reached the hotel room, Geeta already had the bags packed.
“Is everything okay, Didi?” she asked gently.
I nodded too quickly. “I just need to go home.”
She did not push further.
The children were still asleep when I walked into the room. I stood there watching them quietly for a moment, wishing life could stay that peaceful forever.
Then Lucas opened his eyes.
“What’s wrong, Mama?” he asked softly.
My throat tightened instantly.
“I thought maybe we could go home tonight instead of tomorrow,” I said gently. “Would that be okay?”
Lucas frowned slightly as he studied my face.
“I thought you guys might miss home… your friends… Milo and Oreo,” I added softly.
“Pool, Mama?” Emma asked sleepily, rubbing her eyes.
“We can go to the pool back in our village. Is that okay?” I asked, silently praying they would not ask more questions.
Lucas studied my face for a second, then climbed across the bed and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist.
“Let’s go home, Mama,” he whispered.
Emotion swelled painfully inside my chest as I held him close.
A short while later, I changed out of my dress, packed the last of my things, and drove us out of Vancouver without looking back.
