I thought going on vacation with a stranger to make my ex regret leaving me was the perfect plan.
It seemed simple enough—act happy, make him notice, and watch it all fall into place.
But as the days went by, nothing turned out the way I expected, leaving me questioning everything.
I might have done the craziest thing in my life, but there was no turning back now.
I stood at the airport, nervously glancing at my phone every few seconds, wondering if Travis would even show up. The whole situation felt ridiculous.
A few days ago, he was just a stranger at a bar, someone I barely knew. I remembered how he casually mentioned he was short on cash while I, in my heartbreak, had spilled my guts about Josh leaving me.
Somehow, in that mess of a conversation, the idea hit me—wild, impulsive, and maybe a little brilliant.
“Hey,” a voice interrupted my thoughts.
It was Travis.
“Oh, hi,” I said, trying to appear calm.
“So, still think this is a good idea?” he asked.
“I’m not sure,” I admitted. “But it could work. You?”
“No downsides for me.
I’m going on vacation with a hot woman, and I’m getting paid for it,” Travis said with a grin.
I felt my cheeks burn. “If I were hot, he wouldn’t have dumped me.”
“He’s just an idiot,” Travis replied.
We made it through security and boarded the plane. That’s when I saw him—Josh.
And of course, his new girlfriend was right there beside him. He looked surprised to see me.
“Ari? What are you doing here?” he asked.
I felt Travis slide his arm around my waist.
“Heading on vacation with my boyfriend,” I said, though I could barely hide the panic bubbling inside me. I had wanted Josh to feel jealous, but he seemed completely unfazed.
“Yeah, we just needed some time alone,” Travis added smoothly.
“Oh, we’re doing the same—” Josh started, but Travis cut him off.
“Sorry, we need to find our seats,” he said, steering me away.
I was still in a daze as we sat down and buckled in. Once we were settled, I finally managed to thank Travis.
“I completely froze back there. Thanks for stepping in.”
“That’s what I’m here for,” he replied with a playful smile.
As the plane took off, I stared out the window, watching the clouds swirl beneath us and replaying everything in my head.
The plan was simple—at least on paper. Make Josh jealous, make him regret letting me go, and win him back.
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