seven hours with a stranger

"Definitely no eligible bachelors on this flight."

Those were the last words I said before boarding.

I never expected a spontaneous trip to Singapore to change anything. I certainly didn't expect to spend seven hours talking to a stranger on a plane.

But then I met him.

Older, British, and from Birmingham, he was the last person I expected to connect with. What started as a simple conversation somewhere above the clouds quickly became something I couldn't stop thinking about.

Some people come into your life when you least expect them.

And sometimes, a single flight is enough to make you reconsider everything.