Chapter 8

Diana’s POV

I stumbled to my feet and tried to come up with a plan to escape. The noises of terror and screams coming from outside took my attention away. Thank goodness for the window in the bathroom. I walked towards it to get away from the door and clear my head.

“How do I escape?” I mumbled to no one, looking outside the window.

I couldn’t think of anything.

All I could see was the asphalt ground, a corner of the airport, and the sky above it. Compared to the second floor of a building, the wing of the plane was not that high. If I could manage to get out from here, I could jump off the wing.

“Hey! You still in there?” The man banged the door, calling out to me.

The cabin crew tried to pacify him.

“Sir, please!”

My heart pounded heavily as each second passed. My brain was working as fast as it could, planning an escape attempt in less than a minute. Air seeped in and out of my gritted teeth. Fortunately, I managed to stop sh