AT EXACTLY TEN O’CLOCK, we set off from the apartment and asked the staff to take care of our apartelle. I already called Mom about our trip today, and they are surely excited about this.
My mind relaxed into dreaming mode after a corrosion of clouds buffeted in the air far above the ground. It looks like an awakening yesterday that lingered for a moment.
“Ladies and gentlemen, prepare for take-off, please,” announced the captain over the radio.
I stole a glance at Acherous, sitting by the window, and touched his right cheek. “Home, we’re about to take-off, wake up.”
He groaned and intertwined his fingers with mine.
“Hey, c’mon, wake up.”
“I’m sleeping,” he whispered and chuckled.
“All right, then. I will leave you here,” I threatened.
“As if you can.” He opened his eyes and c
