After Love
Finally, just when it was almost time, she called.
Damian picked up quickly enough. He sounded tired and reserved, "Bella?"
She gripped her phone hard but said nothing. A long silence later, Damian asked with visible worry, "What's up?"
She said nothing. The silence went on longer until an announcement rang through the hall, "Boarding gate for Flight AB987, bound to London, has opened."
Damian's breathing audibly quickened. He seemed to have deduced something. "You're at the airport? Where are you going?"