Chapter 2. Flight of Discovery

Linda's POV

I stare at my husband and my heart pounds in my chest. 

“Wh-what are you doing here?” Chris asks, swallowing hard as if he was just caught stealing a cookie from a cookie jar.

“Uh…” I dragged the word, gripping my suitcase tighter. 

“Passport, please…” the lady behind the desk interrupted our conversation. She was very beautiful.

But she had a look of impatience painted on her face.

I turned away from my husband and handed my passport to the lady while mumbling, “here.”

She took it, opened it and stared at the information before looking back at me. She did it one more time and then handed it back to me before flashing a smile.

Instead of holding up the line, I got out of the way and waited for Chris to present his passport. 

He looked jittery and tried his best not to look in my direction.

Why was he acting this way? 

If anything, I should have been the one behaving like that. Because I