JORDAN'S POV

I least expected to see her on the plane. I heard someone talk about not wanting to believe that someone was trailing her and opened my eyes.

Who was talking and to whom? But the fellow I saw was that lady from the previous day. She? Not again!

I looked at her and saw her sit properly adjusting herself and putting her dark shade on. Why do I have to meet her again?

Was it a mere coincidence or our paths kept lying together? A weak grin appeared on my ...