The next morning, Lisa carefully packed the last of her things, ensuring everything was in order for her departure. The project she had just completed had been a success, and as she closed her suitcase, she felt a wave of satisfaction. She had wrapped up her commitments to the company, received praise for her work, and now, the next chapter of her journey was about to begin.
With her luggage secured, Lisa took one last look around her hotel room, making sure she hadn't forgotten anything. She checked out of the hotel and made her way to the airport, her excitement building with each step.
Once at the airport, Lisa checked in for her flight, her heart racing a little faster at the thought of finally heading to Japan. She had been dreaming of this moment for years—the opportunity to work on such a prestigious project she had always admired, additionally Japan is one of the country she admired. It felt surreal that it was all happening now.
After securing her boarding pass and going through the necessary procedures, Lisa settled into one of the waiting areas. It was 11:30 a.m., and she still had some time before her 1:00 p.m. flight. She glanced around, observing the busy travelers rushing to catch their planes, but her mind was focused on what lay ahead.
With each passing minute, Lisa's excitement grew. It was a chance to further explore her passion for art, to push her boundaries, and to embrace the next chapter of her career. The future looked bright, and she was ready for whatever came next.
As Lisa sat waiting for her flight, the smile on her face slowly faded. A wave of nostalgia washed over her as she was hit with sudden flashbacks—memories of her and Jennie from years ago. Back then, they would spend hours talking about their dreams and the future. Jennie had always been her biggest supporter, listening intently as Lisa shared her artistic aspirations, her goals, and her desire to travel the world.
Jennie would smile and encourage her, saying, "You'll make it, Lisa. I just know it. I'll always be there admiring your artworks"
Those words echoed in her mind now, tugging at her heart. Lisa had indeed made it—slowly but surely, she was living the dream she had once only talked about. But the person she had shared those dreams with was no longer by her side. Jennie had distanced herself, and although Lisa didn't fully understand why, the loss of that connection still hurt.
For a brief moment, the excitement of going to Japan felt bittersweet. Lisa had always imagined that Jennie would be there to witness her success, maybe even celebrate it with her because God knows how much she want to portray a popular figure. But now, as she sat alone in the bustling airport, the reality was different.
Lisa snapped out of her thoughts, blinking away the emotion that threatened to surface. She took a deep breath and reminded herself of how far she had come. This was her moment, her dream finally coming true. Even without Jennie, she had achieved so much, and what important is the present and the next to happen.
Lisa decided to have her quick lunch she glanced at the clock—it was almost time to board.
Though her time in France had been brief, Lisa couldn't help but smile at the memories she had made. The country had been nothing short of beautiful—its rich culture, stunning architecture, and vibrant art scene had left a lasting impression on her. The experience had been more than just about the project; it had been about immersing herself in a place that fueled her creative spirit.
She thought about how amazing it would be to return. If ever she had a break from her busy schedule, she would love to come back to France, but this time, without the rush
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Jennie sat quietly in the passenger seat of Yoki's car, staring out the window as the city lights blurred past them. The silence was heavy, filled with unspoken thoughts, until Yoki decided to break it.
