Charlos grabbed Sisil's elbows so she could stand up straight. Sisil blinked as her breath hitched. Charlos didn't want to give her any more attention. So, he walked straight while displacing his suitcase.
It seemed like it had just rained because the roads were a bit wet. The air here is much more relaxed than in the Maldives. Charlos's skin felt comfortable as the night breeze brushed against him. Sisil re-tightened her cardigan while walking, following Charlos.
"Sisil, did anyone pick you up?" asked Charlos with his eyes straight ahead.
Sisil staggered to equalize Charlos's steps. "I thought, I'll just order a taxi."
"It's late. It's a bit dangerous if you take a taxi alone. Didn't Mrs. Virna send a car to pick you up?"
"N-no, Sir. I can't ask Mrs. Virna to pick me up," Sisil said awkwardly.
"Okay. Follow me."
"What?" Sisi was surprised.
