The man circled his arm around her shoulder and created discomfort in Esma's heart. Her body wriggled, struggling to disentangle from the guy's hand yet futile; the strength of his welt-built torso outpowered her.
"Go…." He pulled her forward, forcing her to follow the rhythm of his feet ' speed to the entrance of the airport building.
Esma had no choice but to give up on the man's hand, walking down the tiles with her pale face of fear concealed under the cap the man compelled her to war. Her heart beat with prayer on her way to the check-in counter, hoping for a miracle of Erhan's appearance to save her.
Through the corner of her eyes, she peeped at the crowds near her but the cap hindered her eyes from freely catching what was in her surroundings. She heard the clicking shoes of the
