JAXSON.
I landed in central London a few minutes past eleven.
The moment my feet touched the ground, something inside me shifted. Maybe it was the exhaustion finally catching up. Maybe it was the weight of what I’d just done. Or maybe it was the quiet, terrifying truth that I was now in the same city as Tessa.
James was already waiting at the airport.
He was more lively and friendly than I had expected. Too easy with his smiles. Too quick to joke. It was… good. I needed that kind of energy right now, even if I didn’t want to admit it.
He drove me straight to his apartment and helped me get settled in. I explained that I transferred here because of personal issues and asked if he could help show me around London. He didn’t hesitate — just said yes like it was nothing. Like I wasn’t a s
