Levi's POV

Sure enough, when I step out of my room early the next morning, the bag is gone.

I smile to myself. Looks like my plan worked.

She thought she could be stubborn. Didn't realize I’m just as strong-headed—maybe even more.

The smile lingers as I head into the kitchen and make two cups of coffee. She’ll be out any moment now—we’re leaving for the airport in less than thirty minutes. I booked an early flight so we’d have time to settle in and rest before the day’s chaos hits.

A moment later, Hailey walks in wearing a black romper, and a gray hoodie tied loosely around her shoulders....