Chapter 4 CH 4

Mia's Point Of View

When I got into my business class seat, I couldn't hold back the tears that streamed down my face. I am happy, I accepted the travel proposal of my father, at least it will give me enough time to heal from the heartbreak and focus on my company.

"Buckle your seat belt, we are about to take off," the pilot's voice echoed in the plane, and that is when I noticed my surroundings.

I could feel a pair of eyes looking at me, I looked in that direction immediately to know who was staring at me intensely, only to lock my eyes on a pair of the bluest eyes I had ever seen. We maintained eye contact for a few seconds and none of us was ready to look away until I averted my eyes from his direction and picked up a book on the table.

"Hi, I'm Dylan," I heard his soothing voice, as the plane took off.

I looked at the young handsome man seated not too far from me with a cute smile on his face, "hi, I'm Mia," I muttered, with a little smile on my face too.

We had a long talk, and we vibed quite well. I really enjoyed his company, that I totally forgot I was sad earlier. We stopped talking when I told him that I was sleepy.

When I got off the plane, we bid ourselves goodbye as I ordered a cab to my destination. As I was trying to unlock the door to my apartment, I heard that familiar voice.

"Will we meet again." he said, as he chuckled lightly.

"Wow, I wasn't really expecting to see you again. That is nice, it seems we are flatmates." I uttered jokingly, as I finally unlocked the door and I gave him a little smile.

"Are you going to be available this evening?" he asked me as I was about to step into my apartment.

"Sure, hope no problem?" I responded.

"Not at all, I just want you to join me for dinner this evening. You have nothing to worry about, all the bills are on me," he said calmly.

"I eat a lot, are you sure you are not going to go broke?" I asked jokingly, as he laughed it off.

"I'm going to be by your door by 7 PM," he added, and I entered my apartment to take a long nap. I placed my hand on my tummy as I walked into the room to order food, my babies must be hungry, I thought, as I smiled a little.

After eating, I decided to call my dad to tell him that I have gotten to Paris, that is when I noticed that I had misplaced my phone. I couldn't find it in my handbag. I searched for it everywhere, but I didn't find it.

I need to get a new phone tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, if I am less busy. I took a nap after my meal, and a few hours later I woke up to get dressed for the dinner I was having with Dylan.

A few minutes after I got dressed, I heard a light knock on my door.

"Hello Mia, are you dressed?" I heard Dylan's voice from the entrance.

"Hold on a minute, I am coming" I shouted so he would be able to hear me. I rushed to put on my shoes, and I almost fell in the process.

"You look pretty. Shall we?" Dylan said, as he stretched his hand toward me. We got into his car as he drove off to a very nice restaurant not too far from where we reside.

We got into the restaurant as I made my order. I have been eating a lot lately.

After we made our order, we discussed it as he asked me some questions.

"You are pregnant?" he asked me, with shock written all over his face as he couldn't believe the pieces of information he had just heard.

"Wow, you don't look like a pregnant woman, you look so young," he said, with a surprised face.

"What about your husband or baby daddy? I don't mean to sound rude," he questioned me. As I was about to answer his question, the waiter brought our order to the table.

After eating, we decided to call it a night. The next morning, when I woke up, I heard on the news that a plane had crashed. I have to rush down to a phone company to get a new phone because I know my daddy is going to be worked up.

AUTHOR'S POINT OF VIEW

"Hello sir, is this Bryan Ian, Mia Ian's father?" the caller asked.

"Yes, hope no problem. And who am I speaking with?" Mr Ian questioned.

"I am Derrick Dickson. I am calling from Delta Air Lines. I am sorry to inform you that your daughter was involved in a plane crash this afternoon. Although, we haven't confirmed the body yet. But when we do, we will definitely give you feedback." he said, as he hung up the call.

Immediately he hung up the call, and a drop of tears dropped from Mr Ian's eyes.

"Bryan, what is wrong? Is it your company again??" Sarah, Mia's stepmother, asked her husband as he walked toward him.

"Mia was involved in a plane crash. Although her body is not confirmed yet," Mr Ian drops the sad information.

Sarah sits on the couch, nervously tapping her fingers as her husband, Mr Ian, paces back and forth in the living room.

"Have you heard anything yet?" Sarah asked Bryan anxiously, as she continued pacing back and forth.

"Not yet, Sarah. But they promised to call as soon as they have any updates." Mr Ian responded.

"I can't shake this feeling, Bryan. Something is not right." Sarah muttered lowly, with tears in her eyes.

"We'll get through this together, Sarah. Just try to stay positive," Bryan reassured his wife, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

The phone rings, interrupting their conversation. Sarah's heart races as her husband picks up the call.

"Hello?" Mr. Ian talked anxiously.

There's a pause as Mr. Ian listens intently to the voice at the other end. Their eyes widen in shock, and tears start streaming down Sarah's face.

"What do you mean? Are you sure?" Mr Ian asked, as his voice trembled.

"What happened, Bryan talked to me," Sarah asked as she shocked her husband lightly.

"It's... it's the airline. They... they found her..." Mr Ian stuttered, as his voice shock with emotions.

"Found who? What are you talking about?" she asked.

"Our daughter... they found her. She didn't make it." Mr Ian dropped the sad news.

Mr Ian wraps his arms around Sarah as they both break down in tears, Sarah smirks a little. Unknown to Mr Ian, someone is behind the whole plot.

"I'm so sorry, Sarah." Mr Ian muttered.