The sky was clear and luminous blue. She peered out of the plane in taciturnity. It was a week, and she was traveling back homeward with Archer.
She was lost in her solicitude when she sensed his hand. She looks at his hand gripping hers, then up to him. He drew her in an embrace looking outside his private plane.
"You ok," he asked stroking her head. She just approved, shutting her eyes, clutching his coat.
He marched into Hack's bedroom, laying her down fitly, covering her with the duvet. She seldom slept in the last two days. She was having nightmares that terrified him too. He turned to leave, but something stopped him. He sat beside her stroking her head slowly kissing her forehead.
After a Few Hours, they reached their destination. She walked out of the plane stairs looking aroun
