In New Jersey, the neighboring city to New York.
In the airport, ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars lined up in a row, waiting for the plane to land.
On the plane, Elaina looked ahead, and she was surprisingly calm.
"Are you sure about this?" Jalen was a little worried. He was not worried about himself, but Elaina.
Elaina smiled and said with self-mockery, "Isn't it too late to ask that?"
Even if she said she was not sure, what could Jalen do?
"That's true." Jalen chuckled and did not say anything else.
"Are you afraid? Are you afraid that you will die like this?" Elaina asked him with a smile.
"I'm not afraid. When I stay with you, death is not so terrible." His words came from the bottom of his heart, but Elaina did not think so.
But she did not ridicule him. After all, at this time, there was no choice whether she was afraid or not.
"Get ready to land." A cold voice came, and Jalen was also prepared.