Chapter 48

Vanessa

"Where are we going?" I ask for the millionth time since I was ushered onto this deathtrap. I've never been in the air before, but this aircraft is fun sized compared to the ones I've seen on tv.

It's really luxurious, though. The cabin is surprisingly spacious despite the small exterior, and the soft, warm lighting creates an ambiance that's both intimate and welcoming. The seats are a plush embrace of leather, each stitch a testament to careful craftsmanship. The color scheme, a blend of cream, brown, and grey, exudes a sense of elegance.

There is a huge, flat screen monitor in the center that I could use to distract myself from the possibility of us falling from the sky and crashing into the ocean below, but Diego doesn't seem to have a problem with me downing this bottle of wine, so I'll stick with that. With the bottle now halfway empty, I'm feeling somewhat relaxed.

Before we left, he had me sign the marriage certificate and another contract pretty much stating I was