"Are you not going to tell me why we are on this mission an hour early?" Ewan asked Athena, peering through the large, scratched window of the flying aircraft, his voice laced with a gruffness he couldn't quite mask.
Below them, clouds swirled like cotton candy against the deep blue of the sky, but his gaze remained distant, lost in his thoughts.
He had anticipated being alone on this mission with Athena, relishing the opportunity to converse with her about everything and nothing, perhaps laying the groundwork for a better relationship. However, his hopes had been dashed when he stepped onto the aircraft and saw Aiden seated beside her.
A flicker of irritation surged within him—what had changed her mind? Something must have happened last night, something he wasn't privy to and might never uncover.
