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/pass tissues around/

Past

After extra tests were done to make sure that Elle was alright to fly in a distance of more than 1000 km, Robert took all the Hernandez on flight from Dortmund to Warsaw where the Lewandowski were waiting.

To her dismay, he had paid all the expenses. The seven of them sat in one row of 2-4-2 seats while the pair of lover sat together away from them. 'You okay?' He asked, reaching for her hand after eyeing on her for a long time. She was quiet, eyes kept staring out of the window and he got a little worry. This is a 7 hours and 10 minutes flight and they only have two stops.

She turned to look at him and smiled, 'Yes, I'm good. I'm just looking at the clouds.' He leaned and kissed the dry lips. His lips then fell on the shoulder and he kissed it delicately as if the shoulder was going to fall off with much force. 'I love you.' He muttered and he repeated it in form of kisses.

He kissed her an love you.

'I'm going to be among the clouds soon.' She whispered.

'I still want you to be here with me.'

'I can't stay forever.' She tightened her grip to his hand, 'But I'll wait for you, I'll wait for mama, I'll wait for--' For every name she muttered, she kissed his knuckles softly.

'I'll wait for all of you.'

The girl gasped and leaned against the window, 'Look at that.' She pointed at the upcoming dusk. The clouds were in different shades of yellow and orange from the rays.

'I want to be among the colours. Lewy I'll be-' She said excitingly and turned around without realising he was leaning against her. Her nose touched his and they were breathing the same air, '-beautiful. I'll be beautiful.'

He looked into her eyes and the corner of his lips curled, 'You have always been beautiful.'

If he asked himself who just met the girl during the skidded accident months ago and said 'Lewy, the girl is the same girl you met months ago, the one you've fallen in love with looks like now.' while pointing to the same girl who was sharing the same air with him right now, that boy will cry.

The luscious red lips are now dry and pale; the soft hue of red on her cheeks are gone from the lacking of oxygen all around her body. She's thinning. She breaths a little slowly and the pair of lips rarely smile out of joy. The bright blue eyes are different and sadder.

He blinked his eyes and a tear slipped down his cheek. 'Lewy,' She gripped his hand, 'Why are you crying?' Her other hand reached to wipe the tear away and he cracked a smile, 'I'm okay.'

'You are not. I've know you for months.'

'Your eyes-' He said, '-it looks sadder, it hurts me.'

She licked her bottom lips and smiled. She held her hand up and ran the thumbs under his eyes, 'I'm going to leave everything behind. I know I'm dying. I'm not going to be staring at your blue eyes when I wake, when you win, when you're happy. I'm not going to stare into mama's blue eyes when I cracked a joke or do something stupid. Or Toby's beautiful hazel eyes. I gave away my joy so you'll always be happy. I am happy right here-' She pressed his hand against her chest, '-although my eyes disagreed. Does it makes sense?'

He smiled a little and shook his head.

He pulled her and kissed her lips hard, 'I can't imagine a life without you.' She smiled and rested her head against his shoulder, 'You'll be alright. You'll be okay.'

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After arriving, the two families took a fast train from Warsaw to Krakow and rented two MPVs to Zakopane.