56. Freedom

~ SIERRA ~

- - - - - TWO WEEKS LATER - - - - -

“Spring Break, here we come!”

Rosie was clapping her hands in excitement as she sat comfortably in her first class seat. Sierra was sitting next to her and their bodyguards were in the cabin behind them. Sierra fastened her seatbelt and sat back. In just seven and a half hours, they would arrive in Paris, where Colton and Ethan were already waiting at the hotel.

“Hello and welcome to Air France, can I get you something to drink, miss?” the stewardess said to Rosie and Sierra.

“I’ll have a glass of champagne, thanks,” Rosie chimed and Sierra shot her a glare.

Champagne at four in the afternoon?

“What? It’s a special occasion,” Rosie glared back at Sierra.

“What special occasion?”

“We’re celebrating your freedom, duh!” Rosie laughed and waved her hand carelessly in the air. “Come on, Si. Live a little,”

Sierra couldn’t help but smile. Finally, after all those years of living inside the rules, this was the first time she was doing something