The moment the jet touched down, I knew this place would stay with me forever.
Santorini was a dream painted in shades of white and blue. It was all light, air, and calm. From the window, I could already see the cliffs cascading into the sea, sunlight scattering like diamonds across the water. Even the air felt different here. It felt way softer.
When we stepped out onto the private tarmac, the breeze swept through my hair and carried the faint scent of salt and citrus. It felt like the world had finally slowed down like time itself was catching its breath for us.
Jace's hand brushed mine. "You like what you see?" he asked.
I turned to him, smiling. "Like it? Jace, this is… perfect."
He grinned, that quiet, satisfied grin that told me he'd been waiting for that reaction. "Good. Because I plan on keeping you here for a while."
