Dumped the cheater, became a top gun pilot—now loved by the control tower chief who's adored me for seven years.
I gave Noah five years as his copilot and secret lover.
Until his ex sent a bed selfie:
"Guess who's back in his arms?"
That's when I knew—I never had his heart.
He left me freezing in a square at midnight, just to celebrate New Year's with her.
One word from her, and all our plans were canceled.
Even his gifts to me were her rejects.
Enough was enough. I ripped off my copilot wings, signed the captain's contract. Five years in his shadow? Over.
From now on, at 30,000 feet, our paths will never cross.
Now I'm the youngest elite captain in the sky—finally flying my own life.
And that once-untouchable man? He's just a broken mess, begging on his knees for my return.
