"No!" I yelled when I saw his foot lift off the ground.
He was really going to jump! And without a parachute!
My scream stopped him just in time, but then Alessandro lost his balance, and I feared that just grabbing the emergency door, still open and, due to the pressure difference, was sucking him into the void, wouldn't be enough.
I stood up and grabbed him by the shirt, which tore before, with a strength I didn't know where it came from, I managed to pull him back into the aisle. Before falling, Alessandro's body weight managed to close the door.
"Princess... thank you." He had been saved, but now he was on top of me, his shirt completely torn, and his bare chest almost against my face. I was enveloped in the scent of his cologne, and his sun-kissed skin, which tasted like sunshin
