She shifted in her seat, she felt uncomfortable even at the thought of riding the same plane as her boyfriend's manager.
He looked at her with concern, "Is something wrong, queenie?"
"Nothing," she said simply, staring at the clouds mindlessly.
She did not want him to worry. It is his first tournament outside the country and the least she could do is to be supportive of him.
Besides, the manager could have been just drunk when they met a few months ago. They were introduced earlier and there were no signs he recognized her at least.
"Are you sure? You look uncomfortable. If there is anything troubling you, please do tell me, my queen," he took her hand and kissed the back of it.
How could she dare complain about this situation when he is in fact being so sweet? She shook her head and forced a smile.
