Till Death Do Us Part

Ethan’s P.O.V

The more I stared at my phone, the more I felt the urge to burst into a peal of hysterical laughter. What the hell? What kind of person did she think I was?

What does she see me as? A loser? Someone who just gives up and wallows in sadness?

Then she didn’t know who I was and she had no idea about the extent to which I would go to protect the people that I loved.

Slipping my phone down my pocket, I leaned in the chair, not tearing my gaze from across the right.

The air hostess soon stood before me with a bright smile that looked like it could illuminate the darkest corners of the room spreading through her face.

“Can I help you with anything sir?” She said while I returned her smile.

“No. When I need something I would call out for you” I said to her hurriedly because hell! She was blocking my damned view.

The air hostess lowered her head before leaving.

I darted my eyes back to the seat across from me and in that moment, a wave of anger rushed inside of me. Who gave