Amaya traced her reflection in the airplane window, her dark brown eyes shining tired despite the early hour. At thirty-two, she hadn't expected to find herself in Stockholm, thousands of miles from her home in Madrid, yet here she was, about to board a flight to Oslo. Her fingers absently played with the gold necklace her grandmother had gifted her a long time ago, a habit that had intensified since moving to the Nordics two years ago.
