Rose POV
I squeezed the armrest with one hand, and with the other, I gripped Cayden's until his knuckles had turned white. If he was in pain, he did not say so. I thought intensely about how I would profusely apologize once the plane landed. Cayden had said that he wanted to take me out of state for the weekend and, not wanting to put a damper on his plans, I failed to inform him that I had an intense phobia of flying.
I honestly thought I'd be okay. All I had to do was focus on an in-flight movie or order a few drinks. Surely that would keep my mind off the fact that we were thousands of feet above the air in a flying metal can, right? That plan, of course, did not work.
"Why didn't you say you were afraid of flying?" Cayden asked as he held me close to him. He called over the flight a
