- Aria -
The plane's engines roared to life, drowning out the last remnants of my old reality, and as we ascended into the sky, that tiny metallic capsule felt like a coffin encasing my anxiety. The comforting hum of the aircraft was a cruel joke against the chaos in my mind. I was being whisked away from everything familiar, toward the very real possibility of losing Sean, and it felt surreal. Would I ever hear his laugh again? Would I ever argue with him over which superhero was superior? It was as if every laugh, every late-night conversation, was now a ghost haunting my thoughts.
I took a deep, shuddering breath and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, noticing Jamie glancing over with concern. He offered a weak smile, but I could see the worry etched on his face – deep lines of a
