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“All right.”
I called Whitney and asked for her help, and as always, my assistant was quick to tell me she would get it done.
Four hours later, we had packed, cleaned the cabin, and driven back to the small airport where we had landed.
This time, the private plane took us straight to Dublin, where I was catching a commercial flight to LA.
“I wish we could have stayed in the cabin a lot longer,” Nathan said as it was time for us to say goodbye.
“Me too.”
Unwilling to let go, our hug lasted a long time with our foreheads pressing against each other.
“Don’t go,” Nathan muttered low.
“It’s just for a few weeks,” I said and kissed him again.
“Text me when you arrive. I want us to keep in close contact,” Nathan said.
“Wait, I want a picture with you.” I leaned against him and snapped a selfie of me kissing his cheek and another where we were leaning our heads together.
“Will you send them to me?”
“Of course. With lots of hearts. And I’ll tweet it to my followers that I fell yesterday and that it was my own fault.”
“Serena...”
I looked up from my phone to see Nathan watching me with deep sadness.
“Hey...” I rose up on my toes to give him another hug. “We’ll see each other soon.”
“I have a bad feeling about this. I’m not someone who can do long-distance relationships.” He swallowed hard. “I know it’s my fear talking, but my gut is telling me this could very well be the last time I ever see you.”
His words made me emotional. “We’ll talk every day, okay? And then we’ll figure something out.”
Nathan nodded, and after another long kiss, I walked to the hallway leading to the security line. Turning a last time, I watched Nathan stand tall, handsome, and stoic, but even from this distance, I could see the deep sadness in his eyes. A knot in my throat made it hard to breathe as Nathan’s fear hit home with me too. He was right! There was a real possibility that this would be the last time we saw each other. Long-distance relationships never worked and soon, the Swedish headlines from this morning would spread around the world and make people believe the lie that Nathan had kidnapped and beaten me. I couldn’t blame him if a bit of distance from me would make him come to his senses and decide that I’d brought him nothing but trouble.
For a moment, I wondered if I should give up my career and run somewhere to be with Nathan. It seemed worth it to have what we shared in Sweden, but how long would that last?
While sending Nathan a last kiss through the air, I held in the sobbing that I felt pressing in my chest. Putting one foot in front of the other felt much like forcing myself to step from a sunny beach into an ocean with heavy water that pulled me further down with every move I made. My heart wanted me to turn around and run back to Nathan before it was too late, but I was already stuck in the strong rip current and it was inevitable that this dark ocean would take us worlds apart.
