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The an to play, followed by Tristan’s voice, singing our song Incidentally, it’d been the biggest hit off their latest albu sain

I didn’t hope, but knew, that this time would be different froht I’d ever taken Well, at least it felt that way I’d actually taken the exact same route twice before, but this tiest thirteen hours of my life

It didn’t help that it felt like Tristan wasn’t even sitting next to hts, the idea of first class was all well and good A rip off ain, as we had on the first two trips

At thenext to him, instead of in an isolated pod, feet away We couldn’t even touch The best we could h a lowered partition

Our pods were at least next to each other, and ere face to face Still, I felt restless and antsy, and I knew that if we’d been sitting together, if I could have just held his hand, it would have helped

He was reclining, his eyes closed I didn’t understand how he could be sleeping at a time like this

I wanted to shake hiht now

"Psst," I called to him

He s

I looked around, grabbed a grape offhis eyes He looked so relaxed and happy I had no idea how he could be so calm

I reached for an almond, and beaned hi

"What if we can’t…? What if they won’t…?" I was speaking in a furious, agitated whisper, so stressed I couldn’t even get the full questions out

Heed my life

"Come over here," he said softly

I looked around "I can’t We have to stay in our assigned seats And besides, there’s no room over there"

"Come over here," he repeated softly, his sht attendants in our cabin orking in the galley, thenin the entrance to his pod

He didn’t hesitate, pulling me down to sit on his lap