Cora’s Point of View
The night passed by, and suddenly it was the time for us to leave. I boarded on his personal jet. From the window, I looked down. The town where I grew up and spent most of my life was getting away further and further. Those tall buildings looked nothing like a toy house. A tear escaped my eye as the last of my hometown erased from my sight. Would I ever be able to come back?
A warm embrace gained my attention.
“You can visit your family if you want. I will arrange that. But only your family.” His warm voice was laced with warning.
I moved his hands from my shoulder, freeing myself from his embrace. To my wonder, he didn’t resist. Standing up from his position, he moved to another seat. His familiar scent was still lingering in the air. Three years had passed, some
