Tension Rises
In the cabin, a hum of conversations and bursts of laughter masked an undercurrent of tension. While most passengers appeared indifferent, Sarah couldn’t shake the charged atmosphere around her. Her patience fraying, she became acutely aware of the subtle shift as more travelers began to notice the quiet drama unfolding nearby. No one spoke aloud, but the exchange of knowing glances and faint nods created an unspoken connection—a silent acknowledgment of shared unease.
Tension Rises
Plans For Naptime
In an unexpected move, the girl in front adjusted her seat once more, clearly signaling it was nap time. As she reclined, her chair edged even closer to Sarah, her hair now encroaching further into Sarah’s space. Sarah’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief. “Seriously?” she muttered, her voice low but laced with irritation, eyes fixed on the steadily tilting seat. It was as if the girl was determined to prioritize her own comfort, oblivious to the inconvenience she was causing, further fueling Sarah’s mounting frustration.
Plans For Naptime
