Chapter 1777

"Zee, are we there yet?" Maeve groggily opened her eyes. Zion chuckled softly, "Not yet. I'll wake you when we are." Maeve murmured something in response before drifting back to sleep. The past two years had been exhausting for Maeve. She'd poured herself into work, meticulous to the point of perfectionism. Though she called it "retirement", it was really just a chance for her to take a breather and reset. Zion brushed a strand of hair from her face, and as if on instinct, she nestled closer to him. Outside, the golden hues of dusk stretched across the horizon. By the time the plane touched down, the sunset painted the sky in fiery tones. Maeve stepped off, feeling a rare tranquility settle over her. It was a moment she hadn't experienced in years—a stillness that reminded her how beautiful life could be. When she worked, she barely noticed things like these. Now, she could finally let herself feel it again. Zion pulled their suitcase as Maeve stopped to take in the scene