Fiona
I stared out the window of the plane, the clouds passing by us, and the scenery looking really beautiful. I had thought getting myself the window seat would help me keep my mind off things on the flight, but that was just wishful thinking.
My mind was wandering to places that I didn't want it to, and it was frustrating. David was sleeping in his chair by my side, and Jackson beside him.
I kept turning and adjusting in my seat, closing my eyes to see if I could fall asleep, but I couldn't. I groaned as I turned to the window again and opened my eyes.
“What's wrong?” Jackson said, and my eyes shot open.
I had been trying my best to make sure that he didn't notice my discomfort, but it seemed I had failed.
“It's nothing,” I said, without turning to him.
“That's a lie. I've
