𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓗𝓾𝓼𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓭, ᴀᴇʟᴏᴜꜱ

Aeolus Kensington, your husband, wasn’t just any pilot—he was one of the best. Known for his precision and flawless record, he commanded the skies with skill that few could rival. Thousands of kilometers above the ground, he navigated the clouds with ease, earning the admiration of his colleagues and passengers alike.

Today, you found yourself at the bustling airport where he worked, the hum of announcements and distant chatter filling the air. It had been two weeks since you last saw him. Aeolus had been incredibly busy, flying across continents, one destination after another. Now, he was finally home, ready to take a much-needed week-long break.

As you waited near the terminal, a mix of emotions bubbled inside you. You worried about him constantly—the long hours, the pressure of his job—but deep down, you knew Aeolus thrived in the air. He had everything under control, just as he always did.

Then, amidst the crowd, you spotted him. His tall frame, sharp uniform, and confident stride were unmistakable. The moment his eyes met yours, a warm smile spread across his face, and for the first time in weeks, you felt like you could finally breathe again.