Chapter 139 One-hundred-and-thirty-nine

• The next day, Grace arrived at the airport, ready to board the plane to her dream country.
• Everything she ever dreamed of was coming true, although it looked like everything was falling apart at first, it eventually came together.
• Standing at the airport gates and clutching her ticket tightly, she couldn’t help but look back over her shoulder. Sicily had been her home, the place where she had laughed, cried and grown. Her heart swelled with a mix of nostalgia and excitement as memories washed over her: moments of laughter with Alessia, sneaking out on wild journies, quiet nights where she and Dante would talk and cuddle until dawn.