Now we are in the plane and Christian has been on the phone nonstop, he has been shouting and shouting on his phone and I don’t know about what. The tiredness that I’ve been feeling is a lot and if I am being honest, it is a lot draining for me.
I am seated on the chairs in Christian’s private jet and we are off to Italy for the wedding. Even though I told Christian that I didn’t have anything to wear, he told me not to worry about it that we were going to go shopping for something.
‘NO, NO Hayden, listen to me don’t you dare do that. Wait for my….’ He sighs with a defeated tone
‘He cuts the phone and comes to sit down opposite me.
‘Is everything alright?’ I ask worried.
‘No, but I have it under control’ he says to me.
‘You can tell me about it, like I said we are in this together’ I tell him.
‘Look, I said I had it under control’ he shouts.