Chapter 29

I smiled when Wesley reached over and take my hand in his, his thumb grazing along my knuckles absentmindedly. The exit for the airport comes up quickly, and my anxiety about getting into a flying metal death trap steadily rises. I bit my lip once we reached the parking lot, Wesley grabbing my luggage from me despite my protests. We quickly get through and get seated in first class together, even though I remember purchasing an economy ticket. I raised my eyebrows to Wesley who avoids my gaze, as the plane starts moving with a jolt. I gripped my chair, my eyes widening as my heart began racing. "Emilia, hey, it's okay." I looked over to Wesley's concerned gaze, his hand grasping my own. He leaned as far over as he could with his seatbelt and whispered in my ear about how everything was okay, and how he would protect me if something happened. I finally calmed down once the plane was in the air for a while, the movie playing before me rolling throug