Ava’s POV
The flight home is a short one.
Cameron and I take turns doing quick showers in the small bathroom attached to the bedroom and get dressed just before the plane starts to descend.
The clothes that were on the plane are at least two sizes too large on me, I had to roll the sleeves of the sweatshirt up three times, but it doesn’t matter.
I am just happy to be here, safe, with my mate.
Cameron and I hold hands as we take our seats and put on our seat belts for the landing.
I glance up at him and notice a small frown as his eyes look around the plane.
What is he thinking about?
I wonder to myself if he is worried about retaliation.
Giving his hand a squeeze, he looks down at me and gives me a slightly distracted smile.
“What are you thinking about? Are you worried about
