Shadow Of The Past | Ongoing

04| "My parents are in court"

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Sometimes you can't let go of what's making you sad, because it was the only thing that made you happy.

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Xavier stops the car as we've finally reached the airport.

Immediately, flashing starts. The paparazzi.

I sort of don't like them. I get their doing their jobs, but it seems most of them have absolutely no clue what privacy and respect mean.

It's irritating.

I step out of the car, and the questions begin.

I don't bother to acknowledge them. I open Amaras door and gently pull her out as she's still sleeping.

I held her close to me, ger head laying on my shoulder.

I now move to the back of the car and find Xavier taking out our bags.

They continued asking me personal questions into which I ignored.

We push through them and make our way inside.

Amras now woken up.

We head to the other side of the
airport to my private runway and see my private jet there, with Andrew, my pilot standing next to it.

"Andrew!" Amara yells, running up to him. Oh, she's now awake.

"Hello, min skatt." He says, picking her up and propping her on his left hip.

(Translation from Norwegian to
English: my treasure)

"I haven't seen you in such a long time, you stinka .You've grown so much." He comments.

"How are you?" He asks

"T'm good and excited."

"I'm also good. Ready to go for a ride."

"Mhm." He gently places her back to
her feet, and she makes her way up the stairs and disappears inside the jet.

Xavier greets Andrew with a stern nod.

"Mr. Sky." Andrew sternly says, adding a stern nod.

Xavier disappears into the jet as well.

"Hell, Kathrine." He greets.

"Hello Andrew." I bring him onto a
hug.

"How are you doing?"

"Good. And you?"

"Im great."

After catching up with Andrew for a
couple of minutes, we're in the jet, and we're in the sky.

I'm still tired, so I think I'll take a nap for a but, then check up on Aubrey and do some work.

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