He Cheated, So I Drank the Love Potion Myself Chapter 05

He Cheated, So I Drank the Love Potion Myself Chapter 05

The second I hung up, I was in motion.

I booked the flight, confirmed the itinerary, and had everything settled in minutes.

Then I rushed into the bedroom and began shoving thick coats, thermal layers, my camera, and my tripod into a suitcase as fast as I could.

I moved with a frantic energy.

So quickly my tears couldn’t keep up.

Only when a hot tear splashed onto the back of my hand did I realize I was still crying.

Sniffling, I packed, talking to myself the whole time.

“Ophelia, you missed it last time. You can’t miss it again.”

“These next few days will be exhausting and cold, and you’ll be traveling nonstop. But that’s okay. Go take the best damn aurora photos of your life.”

“If you get the shot, I’ll buy you that Chanel bag you’ve always wanted.”

I was cheering myself on, but the tears still streamed down my face.

I glanced in the mirror by accident.

The person staring back had swollen eyes and messy hair, but her hands were methodically stuffing down jackets and camera batteries into her suitcase.

She looked a little ridiculous.

A little pitiful, too.

But I knew she was moving forward.

Even if she was still a mess.

A little past five in the morning, before the sky even began to pale, I was on a plane.