~Sophia
The airport was buzzing with life—families hugging goodbye, travelers dragging suitcases, and announcements echoing through the massive space. Nathaniel and I walked hand in hand through the crowd, his firm grip on my hand a grounding force. I tried to focus on the excitement of the trip, but my stomach was in knots.
We checked in and made our way to the boarding gate. Nathaniel looked as calm as ever, his usual confident self, while I was quietly praying this trip wouldn’t turn into a disaster.
Once our boarding group was called, we walked onto the plane. Nathaniel led the way, and I followed, expecting to be directed to the economy section, as he had joked the day before. But when we stopped in the business class cabin, my jaw dropped.
“Wait,” I whispered, tugging on hi
