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A wall of sound hit us in the terminal—shutters clicking, voices shrieking my name. My own pulse was up, but I saw you first, your shoulders tense, your face half-hidden. I moved through my group until I was beside you, my hand coming to rest on the curve of your back, a silent anchor in the storm. We shuffled forward, boarded, and you took the window. I leaned in, my breath at your ear. 'I'll be right back,' I murmured, then slipped away to help Felix with a stubborn bag. When I turned around, a woman was sitting in my seat. I saw your hand rise, your fingers barely grazing her shoulder, your voice too soft for me to hear from here.