‘I would have gone to the Royal Academy, maybe never ended up in a band.’
; ‘I wouldn’t have gone to Australia, I wouldn’t have met Gabriel. I might not have two children.’
‘Hey, Sasha might have married Miles.’
Grace puffed out her cheeks. ‘Doubt that.’ She smiled. ‘But we’ll never know.’
Above them, they heard a roar as the small aeroplane swooped over the beach and banked, heading towards the landing strip.
‘God, I wish I had kissed you that night,’ said Alex as they jumped down on to the sand together.
But Grace shook her head, then kissed him on the shoulder.
‘You know what? I think we’ve ended up exactly where we’re supposed to be.’