A day without him has passed. Dusk already fell on the Red Square like a blanket and dimmed the skies, but Axel's still not here. Leal is quietly eating shawarma on a bench with one of her guards, the nicest one. They've been roaming around for hours and she still hasn't had dinner yet because she promised to wait for him. She was softly swinging her legs while munching on the rolled street food when her phone vibrated.
From: Axel
On my way.
She bit her lower lip, biting back a giggle before poking the guard beside her. He looked at her, shoulders relaxed and mouth casually chewing the shawarma.
She whispered, "He's coming."
His eyes suddenly widened as his body tensed. He stood up and rigidly stood next to her, throwing the unfinished shawarma in the trash. He raised the interco
