Going Back Home

**Daniel’s POV**

I'm at the airport with Emma, and we've just booked two business class tickets to Istanbul. It's going to be a long flight—about 14 hours—and I can't help but tease her about it. "How will you manage to put up with me for so long?" I ask with a playful grin.

Emma shoots back a joke, "There’s nothing to bear with such a handsome baby face; the flight will be fine. Besides, don’t you remember our flight to the Maldives on our honeymoon? That was eight hours of your weird jokes on a night flight."

I laugh, reminiscing about those early days—how Emma always found a way to see me as attractive, whether during my chubbier phases or when I neglected my self-care while rescuing her from Michael. “For you, I guess I’ll always be the most handsome,” I say, pulling her close for a kiss.

Our light moment is interrupted by a video call from Lily, who's bubbling with excitement about seeing us again. The conversation is filled with laughter and silly faces, and it warms my h