I arrived at ur private hangar.
It was empty and I could see no one in sight. The moon lit of the dark sky as a stretch of a grassy field went on for miles.
I couldn’t help but look over at Amina as she slept. She was so beautiful and innocent like, but when she was awake, she was the total opposite.
She was a badass even if I didn’t admit it to her or not. She was a strong woman, somebody who didn’t need anybody.
I’m curious as to how her life has been to make her this way. Her body tells a story with the scars she has.
I feel over protective of her and it makes me angry to know somebody has hurt her, especially as a child.
I look down at her hand and see a priceless blue diamond on her ring finger.
Did I give her this?
I lifted her hand and touched it.
Immediately I got
