/Third Person's POV/
Jace shifted in his seat. It's been few minutes since he found his seat and settled. With each passing minute, he felt the weight on his chest get heavy. He could easily blame it on the nerves, but he travelled by flight far too many times.
The anxiety crawling inside him was nothing new. But it felt much deeper this time. Jace thought of calling Isabella to check up on her. Ensure that she reached back home safely, but they were asked to switch off the phones.
He slumped back, a pitiful sigh leaving his lips. What was happening to him? Jace never had these kinds of feelings for anyone. Why was she affecting him?
At times like this, he had to thank Alex for sending him on the trip. It couldn't have come at a better time. He didn't want to hurt Isabella not after
