Unknown P.O.V.
"Are the final preparations for the memorial service being made?"
"They're being completed now, sir."
He nodded in satisfaction.
"Will she be there?"
The young man nodded, the hands that were clasped behind his back shook as he did so.
"Yes, sir, she will be."
"And he'll be with her, I presume?"
"Yes, sir."
The young man let out a shaky breath.
"Is that all you need from me, sir?"
He wove his hand, dismissing the young man.
"Yes, Zak. That's all."
Ella's P.O.V.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry, watch your head.
I sat down in the plush leather seat rubbing my head.
"That warning came a little too late," I told Daniel, who was swinging luggage into the overhead compartment above me.
"Technically, I gave you one before that," he retorted, closing the compartment.
"I don't thin
