When I found my husband with another lady in an airport terminal, it broke my heart. But a chance meeting with a good-looking and charming airplane pilot sent me on a quick love trip to Paris. Still, something about that made my heart doubt whether it could last.<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t fully aware that Brian and I were at a turning point in our marriage. But I still had hope for us, so I walked through the busy local international airport with my Paris ticket in my hand, trying to calm my jitters.<\/p>\n
I was going to surprise Brian while he was on work in France, so we could get back together in the city of love. But when I saw his outline at the airport, I knew right away that he was carrying a young woman and that they were very close.<\/p>\n
When I realized he was lying, my heart sank. Hey Brian! I yelled in shock.<\/p>\n
He turned around, and the look on his face went from shock to disinterest. He let go of the strange woman and came over to me. He frowned and asked, \u201cAva, why are you here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to surprise you by spending time with you in Paris,\u201d I told her, shaking in my voice as my love dream came crashing down.<\/p>\n
Brian pushed me away from the other people while his lips were pursed in anger. \u201cAva, now is not a good time. \u201cIt\u2019s a business trip,\u201d he said, grabbing my ticket and ripping it up. \u201cDon\u2019t get any ideas, she\u2019s just a coworker.\u201d \u201cGo back home.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had tears in my eyes. \u201cI thought we were trying to make things better,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI made a mistake.\u201d \u201cLeave,\u201d Brian sneered, taking the woman\u2019s hand as he walked away. I felt crushed. I fell to the floor and leaned on my bag while crying hard. That\u2019s where Jack discovered me.<\/p>\n
His tone was filled with genuine worry as he asked, \u201cAre you okay?\u201d I saw his pilot outfit, which made him look so good-looking, and looked up into the nicest eyes I had ever seen.<\/p>\n
Just because I told Jack what I had been through, he gave me a free first-class ticket to Paris.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy do you want to help me?\u201d I asked, shocked and moved.<\/p>\n
\u201cA new start is good for everyone,\u201d he said with a smile.<\/p>\n
I agreed with a small smile, thinking that Paris could help heal my broken heart.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
I felt calm and at ease in my first-class seat, which took my mind off of what happen recently. The luxury helped my broken heart feel better. But the peace didn\u2019t last long because my angry Brian showed up out of nowhere.<\/p>\n
He asked, \u201cWhy are you here?\u201d with a sneer.<\/p>\n
When I told Brian about Jack\u2019s offer, he laughed at me. As my husband talked, he got angrier and more red-faced, but Jack appeared out of nowhere and stopped him, leaving no doubt about his power.<\/p>\n
He told Brian in a strong voice, \u201cShe\u2019s here because I invited her,\u201d and then he pointed him back to economy class. I was glad that someone had stood up for me and thanked him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you. \u201cHave a good flight, and remember that you deserve to be treated with respect everywhere,\u201d he said with his usual smile before going back to the cockpit.<\/p>\n
I leaned back in my seat and was about to fall asleep for the whole trip when Brian walked up to me. It smelled like cheap booze on his breath, but what he said shocked me even more.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you not believe you have won?\u201d Taking a little victory lap up here? So, pay close attention. As soon as we get to Paris, I\u2019ll cancel all of your credit cards. \u201cI dare you to see how far you can go without any money,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
Was this really my husband?<\/p>\n
Before I could give in to my fear over his threats, a hostess spoke up and told him to go back to his place. After a short break, Jack came back to me and made an offer I couldn\u2019t refuse.<\/p>\n
\u201cI will make sure you have company in Paris.\u201d \u201cYou can stay in my hotel suite, and I\u2019ll pay for everything,\u201d he said with beautiful, bright eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would you help me?\u201d I was shocked and asked. Even though I was thankful, the world wasn\u2019t nice, and this man had been nicer to me in the last hour than my husband had been to me in our whole marriage.<\/p>\n
Jack said, \u201cThat\u2019s the right thing to do.\u201d As an added bonus, I think Paris could be the start of a new, hopeful and healing stage in your life. Let me be a part of that journey, even if it\u2019s just as a friend who is here to help.<\/p>\n
I finally smiled back and accepted his kindness. I felt a spark of hope.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
When I was in Paris, the busy streets helped me feel better. Jack became my unplanned guardian and showed me around the city. Every day, he helped me heal my heart a little more. As we walked around this beautiful place, from the quiet Seine to the busy Montmartre, I told him my deepest thoughts and felt a surprising bond form between us.<\/p>\n
One night, as the Eiffel Tower lit up the sky, I understood that my feelings for Jack had grown stronger. I was both excited and scared about this change, especially since I had just met him. It might have been this place. It might not have been real, but it felt real.<\/p>\n
And this place still had magic to offer. One cold morning, I got an email that changed the course of my journey again in a way I hadn\u2019t expected.<\/p>\n
Before I went after my husband on his \u201cbusiness trip\u201d to Paris, I applied for a job at a well-known fashion house on LinkedIn as a fancy side project.<\/p>\n
This chance meant a safe, independent life in the new city. There was also doubt, though. When I took the job, I had to commit to living in Paris and starting a new, strange life.<\/p>\n
It also made me think about something that was important to me: what would this mean for my new relationship with Jack? I talked to him about the job while we were walking in the rain because I was torn.<\/p>\n
When I was done talking, Jack said, \u201cI\u2019m so proud of you.\u201d His voice was warm and supportive. \u201cWhat a great chance this is.\u201d You\u2019ve come a long way, and you deserve all the success and happiness that comes your way.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut what about us?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Jack reached out and grabbed both of my hands. \u201cWhat we have is unique, and I\u2019m not going to lie\u2014this makes things more difficult.\u201d I know that love doesn\u2019t mean holding each other back, though. It\u2019s about helping each other reach their goals, even when it\u2019s tough.<\/p>\n
As the truth of what he said hit me, tears filled my eyes. This man genuinely cared about my well-being and knew how important it was for me to find my own path.<\/p>\n
As he squeezed my hand, Jack said, \u201cYou have a chance to start over, to make your life your own.\u201d \u201cI\u2019ll be here for you no matter what you choose.\u201d \u201cLet\u2019s work out the rest together.\u201d<\/p>\n
While we kissed in the rain and lights, I felt very thankful. I could hear the sounds of the city all around me. I had a chance to make things right in Paris, and in Jack, I had found more than just a lover\u2014a true partner.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
As we were getting ready to leave, Jack gave me a choice: I could go back to New York with him, or I could stay in Paris for work. No matter what, he would try to make it work. Because he supported me, I knew what I really wanted.<\/p>\n
I told him, \u201cI\u2019ve found strength and love here, but you have changed everything for me.\u201d \u201cLet\u2019s try again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Because of this, on our last walk along the Seine, we promised to go back to New York together.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
But when we got to JFK, we realized how bad things really were. I met him at luggage claim, and as we walked outside, Jack told me that he was worried about how our relationship would work with his job and way of life.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t just see my job as a job.\u201d It\u2019s part of who I am to fly and see new places. He said, \u201cI worry about what that means for us because I\u2019m away a lot.\u201d<\/p>\n
I told him, \u201cI love you, and even though I\u2019m scared, I think we can get through this together.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt might not work,\u201d Jack said next, leaving those words heavy between us. \u201cLet us think about this for a few days.\u201d To think about us. Please be sure.<\/p>\n
When I said yes, I swallowed hard and felt like our Parisian love bubble was popping.<\/p>\n
After that, Jack gave me a coupon for a hotel in New York. He told her, \u201cI don\u2019t want you to feel alone.\u201d You should take your time to choose what you want, especially when it comes to Brian. I\u2019ll get in touch.<\/p>\n
\u201cJack, I swear I really want this to work,\u201d I begged.<\/p>\n
\u201cI still think we should both take a break.\u201d \u201cTraveling can make you forget things, especially when it comes to love,\u201d he said. We kissed goodbye and parted ways.<\/p>\n
I stayed at the airport by myself for a long time after Jack left. Brian\u2019s sarcastic words broke up my quiet time as I thought about my future. He teased her, \u201cHow\u2019s life after your affair with the pilot?\u201d she was with him.<\/p>\n
I told Brian to leave, grabbed my bag, and began to roll away.<\/p>\n
\u201cWait, sweetheart. How is life going for you now that you had an affair with the pilot? That fell apart pretty quickly, didn\u2019t it? \u201cAre you here by yourself, waiting for me to come save you?\u201d my husband made fun of me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWife?\u201d finally asked the woman next to him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNina, not now,\u201d Brian said in a rude way.<\/p>\n
I could tell by her face that she didn\u2019t know Brian was married. At that very moment, her hand moved, and the terminal rang with the clear sound of a slap. Nine had hit him.<\/p>\n
She yelled, \u201cYou lied to me!\u201d Brian was shocked and couldn\u2019t say anything. Then she turned to me and said she was sorry.<\/p>\n
I gave her a \u201cI get it\u201d nod. I looked at my husband with crossed arms and said, \u201cIt\u2019s not your fault.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nina stood her ground and told Brian, \u201cWe\u2019re done.\u201d She then left.<\/p>\n
I looked at my husband and wanted to laugh, but I could not help but notice that I no longer loved him. Like Nina, I said \u201cgoodbye, Brian\u201d and walked away from him.<\/p>\n
It made me feel free.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
New York\u2019s energy made me feel like I was changing too. I had changed since my unhappy, solitary marriage. When I thought back on my trip with Jack, I realized that the things we had done together had sparked a deep desire for growth and excitement.<\/p>\n
So, I chose to become an air hostess, which would combine my love of Jack and the sky with my sudden freedom. I got through the application process and training with his help, and our friendship grew into a great partnership.<\/p>\n
Finally, I was given my first flight, which happened to be on one of Jack\u2019s lines. As I walked down the aisle of the plane in my air hostess outfit, he looked at me with pride.<\/p>\n
The way he held me and kissed me made me think of the best future we could have together.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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