Because of Ruediger's revelation regarding Martin's former mistress, Lariette had to prepare herself mentally as they headed to Norvonna a few days later. She was afraid of saying anything about it once she met Madeline there.
It was the twenty-ninth of December. Ruediger and Lariette bid farewell to the Campbells early morning before heading to the airport.
Now, the pair were already sitting comfortably in the business class. The flight was at cruising altitude. The clouds drifted in endless white layers beneath the bright winter sun.
The hum of the engines filled the cabin, as soft and steady as a lullaby. The spacious business class was calm. Only a handful of passengers were scattered across the rows.
Lariette sat quietly beside Ruediger, her gaze unfocused on the window. Her brows furrowed slightly as she couldn't help but think of Madeline's father one more time.
