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Anahita closed her eyes, sighing as the plane took off. Her flight fear gripped her in steel clutches whereas Yuvraaj was all cool, busy in his iPad. They had boarded the plane and managed to secure the seats beside window. For the first time, Yuvraaj's courtesy kicked him and he offered the window seat to her, sitting beside her on the aisle one.

Announcements were being made by the stewardess. They were strolling around to check whether everyone had tightened the seatbelts and it was making Anahita nervous. She was a proper Indian, comfortable in the dancing trains to travel across the country but planes never went well with her. What if it crashed? What if she died? So many questions flooded in her brains.

She peeked at Yuvraaj through her lashes and hesitated, "Yuvraaj?"

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