Chapter 85

After making the necessary arrangements, my father prepares for our journey back to Bulgaria. As we board, the cabin is filled with a sense of quiet determination. My father settles beside me, ensuring I am as comfortable as possible. His personal assistant, a few close aides, and the nurse accompany us. The jet takes off smoothly.

Despite the turbulence of the past few weeks, there is a certain calm in knowing that I am heading to a place where I can focus entirely on my recovery.

The flight is serene, and I allow myself to rest, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety about the road to recovery ahead. My father’s reassurance and the comfort of the jet make the transition from hospital to home feel like a hopeful new beginning.

The private jet lands smoothly in Sofia, and as we disembark, I can’t help but feel a mix of relief and anticipation. My father’s luxurious car awaits on the tarmac, and we make our way to our home.

Once we arrive, he carefully helps me from the car and into my r