Finally reaching the airport, Alvar rushed inside without hesitation, heading straight for the VIP passage.
Sure enough, amid the layers of security, he spotted a woman in a black dress, stylish hat, and sunglasses making her way inside.
"Elena!"
At the sound of the familiar voice, the woman stopped, pausing for a few seconds before gracefully turning around.
There was no denying that she was a world-renowned model—her simple turn showcased her elegant figure to perfection.
She walked over lightly, spoke a few words to security, and Alvar was allowed through.
Since it was the VIP passage, it was nearly empty.
They stood in the corridor leading to the terminal, facing a massive glass window with a few planes preparing for takeoff outside.
"When did you get back?" Alvar asked, his ex
