**Chapter 2: "The Australian Open"**

The Melbourne sun beat down on the Draper family as they stepped off the plane, the warm Australian air enveloping them like a hug. Luiza, Jack, and one-year-old Lucas were here for the Australian Open, Jack's chance to make a name for himself in the tennis world. Luiza's unease grew as they made their way through the airport, Jack's coach, James Trotman, waiting for them with a warm smile. As they collected their luggage, Luiza couldn't shake off the feeling of tension that had been building between them for weeks. It had been a while since they'd traveled together as a family, and Luiza had hoped this trip would be a chance for them to reconnect. But the air between them felt thick, like a fog that refused to lift. The drive to their hotel was a blur, Luiza lost in her thoughts as she stared out the window at the unfamiliar streets of Melbourne. She couldn't help but think about the cryptic message she'd received back in London, the one that had left her with more questions than answers. Who had sent it, and what did they mean? The not knowing was eating away at her, making her feel like she was walking on eggshells. As they arrived at the hotel, Jack was already focused on the tournament ahead, his mind on the matches and the training sessions. Luiza watched him, feeling a pang of sadness. This was what she loved about him – his passion, his drive – but it also made her feel like she was losing him. Their hotel room was spacious and comfortable, with a stunning view of the city. But as they settled in, Luiza couldn't help but feel like she was trapped. She and Jack had always shared a room, but now it felt like a prison, a reminder of the secrets he was keeping from her. As they unpacked, Jack's thoughts drifted to Jasmine, the woman he'd been secretly meeting. He couldn't believe he'd let things get so out of hand, that he'd risked his marriage and his family for a fleeting affair. The guilt was eating away at him, making him feel like a different person. James Trotman, Jack's coach, noticed the strain between them as they met up for dinner. "You two okay?" he asked, his brow furrowed with concern. Luiza forced a smile, trying to reassure him. "We're fine, James. Just a bit jet-lagged, that's all." But James wasn't buying it. He'd worked with Jack for years, and he knew him like a son. He could see the tension in his body, the way he avoided eye contact with Luiza. Something was wrong, and James was determined to find out what. As they finished dinner and headed back to their room, Luiza felt like she was walking on a tightrope. She didn't know what Jack was hiding, but she was determined to find out. And as they settled in for the night, the silence between them felt like a chasm, a reminder that their marriage was on the brink of collapse. The sound of Lucas's gentle snores filled the room, a stark contrast to the turmoil that was brewing inside Luiza. She lay awake, her mind racing with thoughts of Jack and the secrets he was keeping. She knew that she had to confront him, but she was scared of what she might find out. As the night wore on, Luiza's thoughts turned to the Australian Open, to the matches and the tournaments that lay ahead. She knew that Jack's career was on the line, that he was counting on this tournament to make a name for himself. But at what cost? Luiza wondered if he was willing to sacrifice their marriage, their family, for the sake of his career. The questions swirled in her mind, refusing to be silenced. Luiza knew that she had to find a way to confront Jack, to make him see that their marriage was worth fighting for. But as she lay there, feeling the weight of her doubts and fears, she couldn't help but wonder if it was already too late.