Kayden
Oak City.
We were finally back to this hellhole. As soon as the plane touched down and the wheels screeched against the runway, I couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh. I knew exactly what would happen after being away for two weeks.
The perfect bubble we had created on the island already felt like it was cracking the moment we stepped off the aircraft. Two weeks of laughter, love, proposals, and stolen moments had come to an end, and reality was waiting for us with open arms and sharp teeth.
Just as I had expected, the media had gathered at the airport for us. No one had leaked our exact flight information, but it was as if they had anticipated our return.
The terminal was packed with reporters, camera crews, and flashing lights the moment we entered the arrivals area. Security tried to create a path for us, but the crowd pressed in from all sides. Their microphones thrust forward like weapons, as if they were about to attack us with them. Cameras clicked relentlessly.
