The three-hour flight felt like an eternity.
Melissa tried to read, tried to sleep, and tried to focus on anything other than the voice that kept echoing in her mind.
But it was impossible.
Every time the pilot announced turbulence or their descent, her heart would leap.
When the plane finally touched down in Dallas, Melissa’s pulse quickened.
She watched as other passengers stood up, gathering their bags from the overhead compartments, chatting about their trips and plans.
The normal rhythm of arrival continued around her while she sat frozen in her seat.
“What do you want to do?” Robert asked gently.
Melissa took a deep breath.
“I need to wait. I need to know if it’s really him.”
