Otis dropped his bag on the floor and hurried through security, where Nelly was waiting. She moved to hug him, but he dropped immediately to his knees.He looked like a man in dire need, pleading before the only person in the world that could help him. Nelly’s eyes moved to Vlad and then back to Otis on the floor in front of her.
Vlad dragged the bags closer.He’d never seen his uncle look so scared.
“Damn the laws, Nelly, damn the legal system too. I love you. I can’t stop loving you just for fear of being put to death by a corrupt government. I need you.” His eyes shined with tears, as if he was terrified of her response. From inside his jacket pocket, he withdrew a black velvet box. “Will you be my wife?”
Nelly’s eyes shined too, but hers were shining with joy. She bent down, hugging him tightly.She didn’t have to say yes. And Vlad could tell by the way Otis swept her up in his arms and kissed her that they’d be married soon.
He only hoped it would be before the sentence was carried out.