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The morning headlines were relentless. "Flight Attendant or Opportunist? Isla Grant Under Fire." The words felt like they were screaming at me, each one sharper than the last. I stared at my phone, a sinking feeling in my chest. It wasn’t the first time the media had attacked me, and I knew it wouldn’t be the last. But today, it hurt more than usual. I tossed the phone onto my bed, leaning against the wall of my tiny apartment. The sunlight filtered in through the curtains, but it felt muted, like the world was conspiring to dull everything bright in my life. My phone buzzed again. Adrian. I stared at the screen for a moment before picking up. “Hi.” “Did you see it?” His voice was calm, but I could hear the tension beneath it. “I saw it,” I said quietly. “Don’t let them get to you,” he said, his tone firm. “They’re just looking for a story. None of it is true.” “I know,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. But knowing didn’t make it hurt any less. --- That night, I we
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The world didn’t change overnight. The paparazzi didn’t suddenly pack up their cameras, and the tabloids didn’t stop spinning their stories. But something inside me shifted—a quiet, almost imperceptible change that grew with time. It started the morning Adrian and I sat at his dining table, his hand over mine, as we mapped out a plan to take control of our lives. “We can’t keep letting them dictate how we live,” he had said, his voice steady but filled with determination. “I’m done giving them that power.” For the first time in months, I felt like we were on the same page. I wasn’t just Adrian Blackwell’s girlfriend, and he wasn’t just the tech mogul everyone wanted a piece of. We were two people, trying to make a relationship work in a world that seemed determined to tear it apart. The first step was setting boundaries. Adrian hired a new PR team, one that specialized in handling high-profile relationships with care and discretion. They worked behind the scenes, subtly redire
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The world outside was a distant hum, muffled and inconsequential in this moment. Adrian and I sat on the balcony of his penthouse, the city lights sprawling before us like a sea of stars. It was one of those rare nights when everything felt still, the kind of stillness that begged you to pause and just be. I cradled a cup of tea in my hands, the warmth grounding me. Adrian sat beside me, his fingers brushing against mine on the armrest. Neither of us had spoken in a while, but the silence didn’t feel heavy. It was comfortable, like a shared understanding that words weren’t necessary right now. But then, Adrian shifted, turning to face me fully. There was something in his expression—an intensity, a quiet determination—that made my heart skip a beat. “Isla,” he began, his voice low and steady, “there’s something I need to say.” I set my cup down, suddenly nervous. “Okay,” I said softly. He reached for my hand, his grip warm and firm. “I’ve spent so much of my life chasing things. S
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Sundays were usually my favorite days. They were quieter, slower—a time to breathe and collect myself before the week ahead. But this Sunday morning, as I sat at the kitchen table in Adrian’s apartment with a mug of coffee in my hands, my heart was anything but calm. Adrian was at the stove, making pancakes like he always did on our lazy mornings together. He was humming under his breath, a tune I couldn’t quite place, and the sound should have comforted me. Instead, my thoughts were spinning, a jumble of emotions I couldn’t quite untangle. Last night, he had brought it up for the first time. Marriage. The word hung in the air between us now, even though neither of us had spoken about it again. I wanted to be happy. I was happy with him—happier than I’d ever thought I could be. But the thought of tying our futures together in such a permanent way? It terrified me in a way I hadn’t expected. “Pancakes are ready,” Adrian said, turning around with a grin. He carried the plate to the
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I didn’t expect to feel the tension knotting in my chest when Matthew called me out of the blue. It had been months since we last spoke—years, really, since we were as close as we used to be. Life had pulled us in different directions, but he had always been there, a figure in the background of my memories. So when he suggested we grab coffee to catch up, I didn’t think twice. It was nice to see him again, at first. Matthew had the same boyish smile, the same easy charm that made him so endearing when we were kids. We talked about everything—our old adventures, our careers, even the silly arguments we used to have over whose turn it was to pick the movie. For a while, it felt like no time had passed. But as the conversation shifted to my life now, I began to feel the undercurrent of something heavier. “So, Adrian, huh?” Matthew asked, leaning back in his chair with a skeptical raise of his eyebrow. “You two seem… serious.” I smiled, trying to ignore the edge in his tone. “We are.
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I glanced at my watch for the third time in ten minutes, an uneasy feeling twisting in my stomach. Adrian had promised to meet me for dinner tonight, but I was starting to accept that he wouldn’t make it. Again. The waiter passed by with an apologetic smile, and I waved him off, pretending that the glass of wine in front of me was enough to occupy my time. My phone buzzed on the table, and I grabbed it, half-hoping it was Adrian telling me he was on his way. Instead, it was a message from my airline, confirming my next flight schedule. A wave of frustration washed over me. This wasn’t the life I’d envisioned when Adrian and I had decided to make our relationship work. I understood that he was dealing with a crisis at his company—something about a competitor launching a campaign that was eating into his market share. He’d tried to explain it to me a few nights ago, but his words had been rushed, his tone distracted. All I knew was that it was consuming him. When the waiter approach
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The air was thick with tension as I set the table for dinner. I had carefully planned this evening, wanting everything to be perfect—or as perfect as it could be given the circumstances. Adrian hadn’t been himself lately. If I thought things had been strained before, they now felt on the verge of breaking. I’d spent the afternoon cooking his favorite meal, hoping it would remind him of a simpler time, a time before his company’s struggles began consuming every corner of our lives. The candles flickered softly, casting a warm glow over the table. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. Adrian walked through the door just as I was finishing. He looked exhausted—dark circles under his eyes, his tie slightly askew. He barely noticed the effort I’d put into the evening as he dropped his briefcase by the door and loosened his collar. “Hey,” he said absently, giving me a fleeting glance before heading toward the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. “Adrian,” I called softl
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Adrian's change didn’t happen overnight. It started in small, almost imperceptible ways—an earlier return home, a quick kiss on my forehead before heading into his office, or a question about my day that wasn’t just a formality. But over time, those small gestures began to add up, creating a sense of closeness we hadn’t felt in weeks. One evening, I found him sitting at the kitchen table, laptop closed, staring at his phone with a furrowed brow. “Everything okay?” I asked, placing my bag on the counter. He looked up, and his expression softened. “Yeah, just trying to decide which tasks I can delegate for tomorrow. I promised you dinner, remember?” I smiled, walking over to kiss his cheek. “You didn’t have to do that.” “Yes, I did,” he said firmly, slipping his hand into mine. “I need to start putting us first.” At first, I didn’t know what to make of his newfound dedication. Adrian was a man who thrived on control—handing over even a small part of his responsibilities was like a
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The soft hum of the city outside our apartment had always been a kind of comfort. It was a steady pulse, a reminder that life was always moving, no matter what. But tonight, in the quiet of our little world, I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was about to change. Adrian and I had been through so much already. The whirlwind of our relationship, the ups and downs, the unexpected twists and turns that life always seems to throw at us. And now, here we were—sitting side by side on the balcony of our home, wrapped in the warmth of the evening air, watching as the city lights flickered like tiny stars beneath us. I looked at him, his profile illuminated by the soft glow of the streetlights below, and my heart did that familiar flip it always did when I thought of how much he meant to me. Adrian Blackwell, the man who had come into my life when I least expected it, but exactly when I needed him the most. And now, we were here, building something together that felt bigger than jus
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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 91
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Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 90
The day has arrived. Our wedding day. The day I’ve imagined in so many different ways, but never quite like this. Every moment feels like a dream, something I’ve been waiting for my entire life. But as I stand here, looking out over the small crowd of our closest family and friends, I know this is real. This is our reality. Adrian and I, finally tying the knot, surrounded by the people who have supported us throughout our journey. The morning has been a whirlwind of activity, with the last-minute preparations coming together as if by magic. The sounds of laughter, the soft hum of music in the background, and the gentle rush of excitement in the air make everything feel so surreal. But in the midst of it all, I’m calm. At peace. This is where I’m meant to be, with the man I love, about to start the rest of our lives together. I’m standing in front of the mirror, adjusting my veil, when I hear the soft knock on the door. “Isla?” Adrian’s voice is muffled through the wood, and I can f
Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 89
It’s hard to believe that the day is almost here. The wedding day. The one we’ve been planning for months, the one I thought would never come. In a way, it feels surreal, like I’m living in a dream. But this isn’t a dream; this is my reality. Adrian and I are about to marry each other, and not only that, we’re about to become parents. It’s a lot to process, especially when you’re the one who’s carrying the child. Every time I look in the mirror, I see a different version of myself. A woman who’s about to step into a new chapter. A wife. A mother. The weight of that is something I’ve never quite been prepared for, and it’s both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. The days leading up to the wedding have been a whirlwind, just like everything in our lives. Adrian’s schedule has been as busy as ever, but he’s made it clear that this is a priority for him. For us. Even with the constant phone calls, meetings, and deadlines that come with being the CEO of Blackwell Enterprises, he’s
Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 88
It wasn’t until I held the positive pregnancy test in my hands that everything shifted. For so long, Adrian and I had lived in a whirlwind—his demanding position as the CEO of Blackwell Enterprises, my career as a flight attendant, the constant ebb and flow of responsibilities, deadlines, and travels. I suppose I always assumed we would have time to plan our wedding properly, to do it the way we wanted, but somewhere along the way, life had gotten in the way. What started as a simple promise to have an intimate ceremony had been put on hold, again and again, until it felt like something that could wait forever.But now, with a baby on the way, the sense of urgency was there. Not in a panicked way, but in the way you realize something matters deeply—more than anything else—and it’s time to make it a priority. We were preparing to become parents, to create a life together, and that meant honoring our commitment to one another in the most personal, meaningful way we could.It was Adrian’
Your Lips to Mine #6: Skybound Hearts Flight 87
The morning began like any other. The soft light filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow across the room. I woke up to the familiar sound of Adrian’s breathing beside me, his arm draped over my waist. It was a peaceful moment, one I had grown to cherish more and more lately. Things had shifted between us, in a way that felt like we were growing into a new phase of our lives—one where we had learned to lean on each other, not just in the face of challenges, but in moments of calm as well.But that morning, as I stretched and turned toward Adrian to kiss him awake, something felt different. There was a flutter in my chest, a tightness in my stomach that I couldn’t quite place. I had been feeling it for days now—this strange mix of unease and excitement. My body felt different, my energy levels had dipped, and the nausea had been more persistent than usual. I thought I might be getting sick, but there was something inside of me that whispered it could be more than that.As I lay
