Back In America

Linda’s POV

As the car approached the airport, I wiped away my tears and took a deep breath, steeling myself for the journey ahead. My mom held my hand tightly, offering silent comfort as we navigated through the bustling terminal.

My Dad was leading the way, he always tried to make sure that we were as relaxed as possible when we were traveling. He would often try to do everything so we would not have to do them.

Checking in my luggage felt like a blur, my mind still reeling from the emotional whirlwind of the past few hours. Boarding the plane was not too smooth but my parents and I made our way to first class soon, settling in.

As we soared through the clouds, I found myself lost in thought, reflecting on the events that had led me to this moment. The love, the betrayal, the heartache—it all seemed like a distant memory, yet it still lingered in the recesses of my mind, refusing to be forgotten.

But amidst the pain and uncertainty, there was also a glimmer of hope—a hope that m