ISADORA
I'm back in my seat and Knox is on the wheel. We haven't said a word in the last thirty minutes, but honestly, I don't think words are necessary anymore.
I feel much calmer about the whole situation and that's all thanks to him. I didn't realize just how much I needed to be held until he put his arms around me.
And the way it felt...
No. There's no reason why I need to think of that as more than just a comforting gesture. I was in the worst emotional state I've experienced in a long time and he helped me through it. That's it.
Though, I think after this, it'll be harder to say that whatever is between us is strictly 'professional'. The lines separating us are definitely all starting to blur.
Or am I making too much of this?
There's a growing bad feeling in my chest, but I
