CHARLOTTE
“I’m sorry, you were crying in your sleep,” he uttered as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. “Are you alright?”
My eyes darted to and fro as I tried to remember where I was. The sound of the plane’s engine hummed in the distance as I realized what had happened. While I was having what seemed to be one of the worst times of my life, he was watching it happen in real time. I looked around, wondering if anyone else was watching this, but thankfully, they were lost in their worlds.
I turned my attention back to the man on his knees. “Please stand up,” I said, but he ignored me and watched me curiously.
“Do I need to get the medic?” he asked.
“Oh, no. I’m fine; I just need to catch a minute,” I replied, closing my eyes for a moment.
“You’re sure?” he asked, and I opened them an
