46 Confrontation

Days dragged by, leading up to Olivia’s engagement date. Once Linda was done packing her things in her bag, she hauled her luggage to the cab waiting to take her to the airport. The early hour meant fewer people around. After forty minutes, she found herself aboard a nearly full plane, taking her seat and awaiting take-off when a fellow passenger settled in beside her. Her eyes widened as she turned to see George. “George?” she called out, and he turned his head towards her. “Linda! What are you doing here?” he inquired. “I’m heading to Italy for a friend’s engagement party. What about you?” she asked. “I have a surgery scheduled this week in Italy,” he explained. “I need to work a few things on my face.”” She frowned slightly wondering what was wrong in his perfect face. “What a coincidence running into you here,” she remarked, leaning back against the chair, securing her seat belt, and relaxing. “I was thinking of catching up with you after my surgery, so we can delve deeper