~Tiara
I stood there, frozen.
The world around me buzzed with life—passengers rushing to catch their flights, the hum of intercom announcements, the sharp scent of coffee from a nearby café. But for me, everything had gone still.
Antonio’s footsteps faded into the crowd, swallowed by the sea of strangers. One moment, he had been right beside me, our passports and boarding passes in hand, ready to leave everything behind. The next—he was gone.
What just happened?
A sharp pang of betrayal coiled in my stomach.
He ran.
“Miss?”
A soft voice pulled me back.
I turned, my vision slightly blurred, and found the boarding pass attendant watching me with gentle concern. She glanced at the extra boarding pass in my hand—his boarding pass—before meeting my eyes with a hesitant
