Chapter 57

The final morning of their honeymoon arrived quietly, the soft glow of sunrise casting a gentle warmth over their suite as Lune and Arlo packed their bags. There was a sweet, lingering peace in the air, a calm that had grown out of their time together here. They took one last look out over the view, the city now wrapped in precious memories of laughter, shared meals, and quiet moments. Lune felt her heart ache a bit at leaving, but Arlo, sensing it, took her hand and kissed it softly.

Their journey back was marked with shared glances and contented silences as they boarded Arlo’s private jet, carrying them homeward. He kept his arm around her as she dozed off mid-flight, her head resting on his shoulder, her fingers still intertwined with his.

By the time they arrived back home, the familiarity of their surroundings felt welcoming yet surreal. Stepping through the grand doors of their home, they were met by the loyal staff, who greeted them warmly, and Marcus, who stood by with a knowi