Chapter 10 - The Master DesignerHigh above Central Park, in the glowing penthouse office of Bellweather Journeys, Clare sat at her mahogany desk, stamping a bold, crimson word across a newly finalized itinerary:
CONFIRMED.
She smiled, closed her passport, and zipped her leather carry-on bag.
Her next flight was boarding in twelve hours.
Destination: Anywhere she wanted to go.
May you like
And this time, every single seat belonged entirely to her.
Author’s Note: Loyalty isn't a parking space you can leave empty while you borrow someone else's vehicle. When someone shows you they think you're replaceable, prove to them that you were the entire foundation holding their world together.
