The Captured

Chapter 12

Dear y'all,

We made it to 7k reads ❤ thank you for all the love. I just had my tooth surgery so this chapter is short. Beg your pardon. I'm trying to recover. <3
P.S. paperback for The Captured is dropping soon yay! 💃🏻

Enjoy the read!

As my eyes snapped open, the vivid images of the night flashed before me like a relentless storm. Was it a nightmare, or had it truly happened?

The sweat clinging to my skin and the racing of my heart told me it was all too real. I found myself amidst slumbering passengers, the hum of the plane providing an eerie backdrop to my turbulent thoughts. With a trembling hand, I reached for the armrest, trying to ground myself in the reality of being 75,000 feet above the ground.

But there was no escaping the weight of what had transpired. My heart hammered in my chest, echoing the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I longed for a sip of water to soothe my parched throat, but weakness held me in its grip. Folding my legs close to my chest, I rested my forehead against my knees, exhaling a heavy sigh.

During flights, I've never been preoccupied with the altitude or distance traveled. Yet, tonight, every minute seems palpable, each mile a chasm widening between Adam and me. While I've never grappled with fear of flying or heights, an overwhelming sense of guilt weighs on me like an invisible anchor, dragging me down as gravity does.

It wasn't just a nightmare; it was an actual event that had unfolded before my eyes. And now, as I sat in the confines of the plane, I grappled with the consequences of my actions. I had let Adam down in the worst possible way, leaving him to face the aftermath of my abrupt departure alone. The thought gnawed at me, a bitter reminder of my own selfishness.

But amidst the turmoil, one truth remained clear: Adam had been on the verge of proposing to me. It was the one thing I had always wanted, the culmination of our shared dreams and aspirations. And yet, in a single moment of panic, I had shattered it all.

I reached into my trouser's pocket and retrieved it, feeling the crumpled texture beneath my fingers. With care, I unfurled the paper, revealing the poignant message inscribed upon it: 'Beyond the dark horizon, our hearts will once again sing.' Tracing the words, I felt the unmistakable essence of Adam's handwriting. Emotion welled within me, threatening to spill onto the paper as memories of the day flooded back-this was the invitation Adam had slipped into an envelope as I departed earlier.

As the plane soared through the night sky, carrying me further away from the chaos I had left behind, I couldn't help but wonder if there was any way to make amends for my mistakes. But deep down, I knew the truth: some wounds run too deep to heal, and some regrets linger long after the moment has passed.

Guys, I know it was pretty short. But I'd love some feedback. The next one is longer don't worry. p.s Anna & her Mom landed safely in Pakistan. What do you think awaits Anna on her vacation?