I looked into his devishly eyes and it felt like he was looking in my soul and knowing all my secrets.
Suddenly, we heard our flight announcement. I look away and feeling damn awkward I don't know why?
He told me, to go it's our flight announcement but I already know that. He again hold my hand and They were still holding hands. he hadn’t let go, not even once. Mt hand was sweaty; there was dirt and sweat and probably in my palms, but he didn’t want to lose this point of contact. This point of warmth, solidity, in the middle of a huge and frightening thing.
We both walked into the terminal and a steward welcome us with a huge Big smile.
I walked towards the economy class but Evan pulled my hand and said, where are you going?
" To the economy class to our seats"
" Our seats are not
