Nadia's eyes landed on the screen—right on the "Send" button.
Then her gaze shifted to Zara. Only now did she notice the tightness in her jaw, the way her lips pressed together.
It hit her—maybe she'd crossed the line. Again.
She swallowed hard, quickly locked her phone, and dropped it on her lap like it burned.
Before anyone could ask about the picture, a calm voice filtered through the cabin speakers.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be beginning our descent shortly. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts. We'll be landing in approximately twenty minutes. Thank you."
The passengers returned to their seats, buckling up.
Zara exhaled slowly. 'Thank God.'
***
About thirty minutes later, they were off the airbus and inside a long, sleek luxury bus that would take them to their accommodation.
"Green Resort! Wow!" a staff member exclaimed as the lush scenery came into view.
