“And now you think you made a mistake,” he said quietly.

“Yes,” I confessed, feeling the truth weigh heavily on me.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” he asked, the hurt clear in his voice.

“I was afraid of how you’d react,” I said honestly.

“I love you, Olive. What reaction did you expect from me?”

“I don’t know,” I whispered, feeling helpless.

“Just… leave me alone. I need to think,” he said firmly.

“Okay. I love you too, James,” I replied softly and returned to my seat, feeling the distance between us grow.

After some time, the pilot’s voice came over the intercom. “Olive, your fiancé James asked me to deliver a message to you. He said he loves you very much and wants you to know that when we land, he will put you on the first flight to Europe or wherever you need to go. He’s ready to be your fiancé for as long as it takes.”

I was confused and not sure if I heard correctly. I turned around just as James walked back to our seats, his face calm but his eyes serious.

“James?” I asked, trying to understand what was happening.

“Olive,” he began, looking right at me, “I want you to be happy. I don’t want our marriage to feel like something you have to do. So, we’re canceling everything. You’re going to the art program, and I’ll join you later when I can.”

I blinked, surprised. “But what about your job?”

“I’ll try to arrange to work remotely,” he said, his voice steady. “I don’t want you to give up your dreams for me.”

“Would you really do that for me?” I asked, my heart swelling with emotion.

“Yes,” he replied simply.

Without thinking, I threw myself into his arms, holding him tightly. “I love you, James.”

“I love you, Olive,” he whispered back, and I knew everything would be okay.

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