Flew Home To A Lie

Synopsis

On the day I wrapped up my overseas assignment, I snuck back home on a thirteen-hour flight without telling Ethan Carter. A few days ago, Ethan and I had a big argument. Ethan kept telling me to stay overseas and focus on my career, but I wanted to come home and marry him. Right before I boarded the plane, he was still trying to talk me out of it over the phone. "Emma, don't give up your future for me. As long as we love each other, marriage doesn't matter." I made my final decision after I heard those words. As soon as I landed, I headed straight to a jewelry store to pick out an engagement ring and then called my best friend, Sophia Quinn, to tell her about my plan to propose. On the other end, Sophia was trying to calm a crying baby, her voice full of frustration. "Emma, seriously, wake up. You've been in a long-distance thing for five years, and he's still stalling on marriage. Face it. He doesn't want to marry you. "Marriage is where love goes to die. I'm losing my mind taking care of this kid, but it's way too late for regrets now." I was about to argue back when I spotted Sophia coming out of a baby store, holding her kid. "My husband's here to pick me up. Talk to you later." She hung up in a hurry and waved at someone in front of her. A black Mercedes pulled up right in front of her. The door opened, and a man took the baby from her, gently patting and soothing the child like it was second nature to him. The sunlight slashed across his profile, making my eyes ache. The man Sophia had secretly married for two years was, incredibly, Ethan, my boyfriend of five long-distance years. My hands were shaking as I called Ethan, my heart pounding with anxiety. If he didn't answer, then maybe everything I saw wasn't real. Right then, the guy holding the baby took out his phone. Ethan paused for a few seconds, then finally hung up. Just then, the call on my phone connected. I was standing around the corner behind them, and I could hear every word they said.