“It isn’t.”

When the airplane door opened, everyone rushed to stand. Emily didn’t. She stayed in her seat, feeling as though every single person might be watching her.

Her phone vibrated. Three missed calls. Ryan. Then one text: Where are you?

Emily swallowed hard. Ryan almost never called. Ryan gave orders. Ryan only appeared when he wanted control back.

Noah noticed her expression. “Your ex?”

She nodded. “His name is Ryan. He’s Lily’s father.”