Skybound Hearts

Skybound Hearts

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Two lives at cruising altitude. One slow-burning connection that might just change everything. Dante Reyes lives by routine precise, professional, and emotionally untouchable. As a senior flight attendant on long-haul international routes, the cabin is the only place that ever feels stable. Then comes Niko Leclerc. Calm, fluent, quietly observant. A transfer from Europe who doesn't challenge the rulesjust makes Dante notice them. Between jet lag and layovers, With turbulence ahead both in the sky and within themselves they'll learn that sometimes, the safest place isn't the ground... it's who you're flying with. cabin checks and coffee runs, a connection starts to form. But this isn't a love story that rushes. It's about the slow undoing of walls, the moments between departures, and what happens when two people with quiet scars start looking at each other a little too long.
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