Viona's POV
During the flight back from our heavenly camping trip, the atmosphere stayed tense and uncomfortable.
Even though the children had been given a white lie—that we had to cancel seeing the snow mushroom field and return early because Rafael needed to attend to a patient—they remained quiet in their disappointment.
Even Vae, who usually adored Rafael, couldn't hide her sulking, refusing when he tried to pull her onto his lap inside the jet.
Roey and Reece looked calm on the surface, absorbed in a children's movie during the flight, but sometimes, beneath a clear blue sky, a storm builds slowly without anyone noticing.
I almost asked Rafael to let go of his resentment toward my father, to forget the past and focus only on living in the present.
I was certain he would have agreed if I had insisted enough, if I had pushed to beg him harder.
