New York, Sebastian

The private jet soared through the clear, blue sky, and the hum of the engines provided a comforting backdrop to our journey. Mia and I were on our way to our honeymoon destination, and I couldn’t help but smile as I watched her sip on her apple juice.

“Where are we going?” she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her after a few sips.

I leaned in, a mischievous glint in my eyes. “That’s a secret,” I whispered, my voice carrying a playful undertone. “You’ll see once we’re there.”

Mia let out an exasperated sigh, her curiosity clearly piqued. “Ugh,” she groaned, leaning back in her...