Brielle's POV After about five hours we reached London. Delilah had woken up earlier and we ate the breakfast that the flight attendants served us. Surprisingly, she wasn't afraid of the plane. She was bubbly and happy the rest of the way.

Stepping out of the plane as I carried Delilah, I looked around as I took in my surroundings. We were able to get here in 5 hours which means it would be 10 AM back at home but here it's already 3 PM.

Killian, who was beside me, greeted a man who had a white buttoned up shirt, with a jean jacket and black fitted jeans. His hair...