Jocelyn's heart, wound tight as a drum all day, finally eased as she smiled at him, a genuine, carefree grin. "Okay."
"Better head in," Harrison said, hoisting her suitcase to the security checkpoint. "Text me when you land, alright?"
"Yeah."
"Off you go."
Clutching her bag, Jocelyn passed through security and glanced back to see Harrison still waiting, his gaze catching hers. He waved.
At that moment, Jocelyn knew if she were ever to have a boyfriend, he should be someone like Harrison - kind, considerate, and deeply respectful, with qualities that left many in the dust.
The thought of him brought a smile to her face, a smile so deep she was oblivious to the two figures watching her. They saw everything.
"See? Without you, she's got better options," Yasmine said with a smirk, enjoying the sight of Melvin's crestfallen face. "Serves you right for being so high and mighty."
Melvin's eyes glinted darkly. "They kissed."
"People in love kiss. And if they're sleeping together, so what? That's their right," Yasmine goaded with a sharp tongue.
With each breath, Melvin's chest ached. "Heh, fickle creature!"
Yasmine could not help but give him another look at the sound of his bitter laugh. "Realized you're yesterday's news, have you? Well, why shouldn't she toss you aside? You're not a vintage coin, treasured regardless of age."
Melvin glared at Yasmine, barely containing his rage.
"Staring at me won't change anything. Men, all the same," Yasmine said nonchalantly, slipping on her sunglasses, the very picture of indifference, as she walked into the departure lounge.
The thought of Harrison kissing Jocelyn and her apparent delight made Melvin's blood boil.
She said she had nothing with that man, so why did she start dating him so soon after they broke up?
She probably chose to come to Berry City for a business trip because of that man!
The more Melvin thought about it, the harder it was to swallow his anger. He made his way to the airport service desk.
Jocelyn settled into her window seat on the plane, pleased with the spot. She leaned over to snap a photo to send to Harrison, signaling she was on board.
Suddenly, the seat beside her stirred. She looked up instinctively, her heart sinking a notch as she recognized the man sitting down.
Melvin settled in, looking perfectly at ease as if he did not notice her.
Jocelyn froze, her phone vibrating ignored in her hand, her mind racing with questions. Why was he here, in economy no less, when he should be in first class or business?
She was on edge.
The coincidences were piling up too neatly.
Her phone buzzed repeatedly. It was Harrison calling.
Jocelyn glanced at the incoming call, her pulse quickening, and a sense of guilt washed over her. She turned slightly and picked up.
The phone was at her left ear, a defensive gesture, perhaps.
"You haven't taken off yet?" Harrison's gentle voice came through.
"No, not yet."
"I should be able to see your plane when you do."
"What?" Jocelyn's curiosity piqued. "Where are you?"
"I sent you a picture. Didn't you see?"
Jocelyn was stunned for a brief moment. She had been too distracted by Melvin to check her messages. Quickly, she exited the call and checked her Facebook.
There was the photo, a beautiful blue sky.
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