A Beautiful Vow
When her beastly husband meant 'now', he truly meant his word because moments after they went back home to pack, Cleo was waiting back at home with a helicoptor. She was slack jawed at his promptness. And for some reason, Prisana wasn't all that surprised as they were lifted miles up into the dreamy clouds.
They sat side by side, hand in hand, in the most simplest yet loving manner. She glanced over to his ruggedly handsome sideframe as he faced directly toward the window. He hadn't uttered a word since they boarded the helicopter as to where they were heading off to. And yet, she didn't ask because some part of her had faith that whatever he had planned would surely be beautiful.
Instead she reached out to touch his scar and this time he never flinched but continued holding her gaze in return, "We've come so far. It feels sort of strange now that there isn't anything to hold us back, hmm?"