Jasmine’s POV
Nothing beats the feeling of traveling with your family or watching my son be obsessed with an airplane for the first time.
Watching his smile all over his face as he points at the clouds while holding my mate's hand, nothing beats that feeling of knowing that whatever happens tomorrow, you are with the people that you love.
And that's exactly how it felt on our way to Paris.
Orson wouldn't stop talking, wouldn't stop pointing, wouldn't stop calling us to show us something new, something that has him obsessed. And I loved it for him, because our baby deserves this.
From the very second we walked into the airport terminal, Orson's little eyes were as wide as saucers.
He had his small blue backpack strapped tight onto his shoulders, holding my hand with one hand and holdi
