The Caged Wife's Flight Plan - Chapter 10: Chapter 10
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"They took away my chance to ever be a mother."
Those two—father and son—were selfish and cruel to the core.
Stephan blinked at me, tears welling up. "Mom… I know I was wrong. But not every apology deserves forgiveness. Some things in this world just can't be bought."
I held Sonny's gaze, unflinching. "Mr. Monroe, take your son and go. I'm not that scared, helpless girl anymore—the one everyone could push around."
In a way, I had Zack to thank. His reckless stunt had turned me into a minor internet celebrity. I still couldn't stand toe-to-toe with the mighty Monroes, but at least now I had the guts to fight back.
Sonny stood there, silent for what felt like forever.
Then he looked up, his voice raw. "Meredith, after all these years, I feel like I'm really seeing you for the first time. You're nothing like I imagined—nothing like anyone I've ever met. I was blind. But today, I'm asking you, seriously, to give me another chance. I swear I'll love you the way you deserve."
I let out a cold laugh. "The world doesn't revolve around you, Mr. Monroe. You don't just snap your fingers and get whatever you want."
I didn't need his too-late affection. I didn't want his hollow promises. I'd fought tooth and nail for my career, my dreams. From now on, I was living for myself—no one else.
With a tired sigh, Sonny motioned for his bodyguard to step aside.
As I walked away, his voice chased after me. "Meredith, I'll prove it to you—I mean every word!"
And just like that, Sonny launched his grand campaign to win me back. Flowers, jewels, handwritten letters stained with Stephan's tears—he threw it all at me. Zack helped me dump every last bit into the trash.
Gesturing at a pile of roses, Zack smirked. "The mighty chairman of Monroe Group, groveling like this. Really doesn't tempt you at all?"
"Not even a little," I teased. "Because I've already got the most beautiful flower."
A single daffodil, sitting in my room—a symbol of my new beginning, of the future I was building for myself.
Zack froze. Then, like a dam breaking, he pulled me into a crushing hug, laughing and crying all at once. After ninety-nine flawless flights together, Zack finally made it official—with a spectacle so big, it even dragged the Monroes out of hiding.
When Sonny saw me say yes, he looked genuinely baffled.
"I don't get it," he said. "How is some nobody with a flower better than everything the Monroes can offer? Than everything we've done to prove we love you?"
Stephan chimed in between sobs, listing all their efforts—Sonny swapping out family photos for pictures of me, redecorating the house to my taste, even buying a pack of well-trained show dogs. They couldn't understand why none of it worked.
I just looked at them, calm as ever.
"Because you still don't get what I actually want."
Equality. Real love. Dreams I could chase without chains. I'd never let anything—or anyone—tie me down again.
Sonny took a step forward. "Meredith, please—"
I cut him off. "No. Give it up, Mr. Monroe. And don't even think about forcing me to stay. You can't cage me."
Some birds aren't meant to be trapped. Their feathers are too bright with freedom. No matter the cost, they'll fight their way out—into the wide, open sky.
Sonny didn't fully understand. But he finally saw my resolve.
His outstretched hand dropped to his side. There they stood—father and son—small and lost on the sidewalk as Zack and I walked away without looking back.
At the airport gate, a familiar voice crackled through my headset:
"Congratulations, Captain Meredith, on another safe landing."
"Wishing you smooth skies on your next journey."
"And to you and Captain Zack—all the happiness in the world."
Zack and I exchanged a smile, the sunrise painting everything gold.
Together, we answered:
"We definitely will."
(The End)
Those two—father and son—were selfish and cruel to the core.
Stephan blinked at me, tears welling up. "Mom… I know I was wrong. But not every apology deserves forgiveness. Some things in this world just can't be bought."
I held Sonny's gaze, unflinching. "Mr. Monroe, take your son and go. I'm not that scared, helpless girl anymore—the one everyone could push around."
In a way, I had Zack to thank. His reckless stunt had turned me into a minor internet celebrity. I still couldn't stand toe-to-toe with the mighty Monroes, but at least now I had the guts to fight back.
Sonny stood there, silent for what felt like forever.
Then he looked up, his voice raw. "Meredith, after all these years, I feel like I'm really seeing you for the first time. You're nothing like I imagined—nothing like anyone I've ever met. I was blind. But today, I'm asking you, seriously, to give me another chance. I swear I'll love you the way you deserve."
I let out a cold laugh. "The world doesn't revolve around you, Mr. Monroe. You don't just snap your fingers and get whatever you want."
I didn't need his too-late affection. I didn't want his hollow promises. I'd fought tooth and nail for my career, my dreams. From now on, I was living for myself—no one else.
With a tired sigh, Sonny motioned for his bodyguard to step aside.
As I walked away, his voice chased after me. "Meredith, I'll prove it to you—I mean every word!"
And just like that, Sonny launched his grand campaign to win me back. Flowers, jewels, handwritten letters stained with Stephan's tears—he threw it all at me. Zack helped me dump every last bit into the trash.
Gesturing at a pile of roses, Zack smirked. "The mighty chairman of Monroe Group, groveling like this. Really doesn't tempt you at all?"
"Not even a little," I teased. "Because I've already got the most beautiful flower."
A single daffodil, sitting in my room—a symbol of my new beginning, of the future I was building for myself.
Zack froze. Then, like a dam breaking, he pulled me into a crushing hug, laughing and crying all at once. After ninety-nine flawless flights together, Zack finally made it official—with a spectacle so big, it even dragged the Monroes out of hiding.
When Sonny saw me say yes, he looked genuinely baffled.
"I don't get it," he said. "How is some nobody with a flower better than everything the Monroes can offer? Than everything we've done to prove we love you?"
Stephan chimed in between sobs, listing all their efforts—Sonny swapping out family photos for pictures of me, redecorating the house to my taste, even buying a pack of well-trained show dogs. They couldn't understand why none of it worked.
I just looked at them, calm as ever.
"Because you still don't get what I actually want."
Equality. Real love. Dreams I could chase without chains. I'd never let anything—or anyone—tie me down again.
Sonny took a step forward. "Meredith, please—"
I cut him off. "No. Give it up, Mr. Monroe. And don't even think about forcing me to stay. You can't cage me."
Some birds aren't meant to be trapped. Their feathers are too bright with freedom. No matter the cost, they'll fight their way out—into the wide, open sky.
Sonny didn't fully understand. But he finally saw my resolve.
His outstretched hand dropped to his side. There they stood—father and son—small and lost on the sidewalk as Zack and I walked away without looking back.
At the airport gate, a familiar voice crackled through my headset:
"Congratulations, Captain Meredith, on another safe landing."
"Wishing you smooth skies on your next journey."
"And to you and Captain Zack—all the happiness in the world."
Zack and I exchanged a smile, the sunrise painting everything gold.
Together, we answered:
"We definitely will."
(The End)
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