Chapter 43: Life in New York

I hold Dylan's VISA in my hand. Here we are at the airport, because today is our flight to New York. Maybe he noticed my anxiety a little bit which is why he stopped walking for a moment.

"Are you all right?" Worry appeared on his face. I nodded and smiled lightly.

"I'm fine Dylan. I just can't help but think about what's waiting for us in New York. I mean, we have business there. And Papa told me I can bother myself there too." He came closer to me and then caressed the surface of my hands.

"Don't worry, okay? I'm just here." I smiled at him.

"Thanks, Lucas."

"So, let's go?" I nodded to him.

As we are already on our seats inside the plane. I glanced outside and took a deep breath. When we leave here in the Philippines I will try to forget all the painful memories I have. And hopefully, two years will be enough for the wound in my heart to truly heal.

I leaned on Dylan's shoulder, while he briefly stroked the top of my hair. I slowly closed my eyes. I'm sure that as