When I stirred, the room was still. The low hum of the plane engines first reached my ears. My body felt surprisingly rested, and the exhaustion from earlier reduced to a faint ache. The blanket I didn’t remember pulling over myself rested snugly against my shoulders, providing warmth against the cool cabin air.
But something was off. A sharp, ragged inhale broke the stillness again. I definitely wasn't imagining it.
I sat up abruptly, my senses clearing out their sleepy fog to pay attention. Across the bed I lay on, Ethan was hunched over by the wall, his fingers clutching the edge of the armchair. His fingers were deep into the leather like he was holding on for dear life.
His broad shoulders trembled, muscles visibly strained beneath his black shirt. His breath came in slow uneven ga
