After being casted to the sea, thrown off the cruise ship she was on by her own boyfriend, what Zeda thought was her biggest problem turns out to be only the beginning. She's rescued by a foreign man, Lucas, & his two friends Johnny & Winwin. Togeth...
I focused myself ahead and eventually started looking over the ticket in my hands.
When I looked around me, I noticed some other passengers had different ones than I did.
Most of them had a white slip with no markings, and I saw only two with a blue strip across the top, which mine had.
I knew it didn't look like this on my first trip. Did I get the wrong ticket? Or did it mean it was a round trip ticket?
I tried to keep my eye on the ones with blue striped tickets, and they were being sent to the left as opposed to the right. Towards the cockpit instead of the cabin.
The line inched forward and eventually I was up front.
Not wanting to cause any trouble and being in the regular cabin last time, I just went straight to the right.
But I was stopped by a stewardess.
"Excuse me, can I see your ticket?" She asked.
I sighed and handed it over, worried it might be invalid or incorrect in some way and I'd be kicked off.
"You'll have to come with me this way, ma'am." She told me.
Here we go. I'm getting escorted off.
I sighed and just followed with my head down.
But she didn't lead me back onto the bridge, she led me through the curtain and past the flight attendants' quarters. To another section I didn't know existed.
First class.
'Oh, no. Did I accidentally pay extra and get first class? But how?' I thought to myself.
"There must be a mistake. I had a round trip in economy. I don't remember getting first class on the way back." I tried to explain to her.
She glanced at my ticket and looked it over.
"Looks like the second one was changed recently." She pointed to a place on it that said I upgraded my flight a few days ago.
Was this the surprise? How did he do that?
I wasn't going to waste her time and ask questions when she had to prepare everyone for an extensively long flight, so I just thanked her as she brought me to my seat.
It was a whole little booth. It had enough space for me to lie down all the way and its own tv.
The woman handed me a blanket and told me to enjoy my flight.
And that I did.
I curled up into the blanket and fell right to sleep, thanking God for Lucas any second I was conscious.
He was spoiling me, but I loved it. It wasn't love bombing, he saved my life, and he tells me that I saved his, too.
We both feel eternally grateful for each other and our paths crossing ways.
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