I felt more certain now: I was cursed. Sitting alone on Logan’s plane felt like an echoing reminder of how darkness and despair seemed to follow me. The space felt hollow, too big and yet I still felt as if the walls were closing in on me. How did this happen? I felt like I was doomed to walk all, constantly destroying anyone who dared to get close to me.

Part of me hoped the plane would just crash and put me out of my misery. I closed my eyes and leaned back hoping for the worst. But when the captain called out landing in a few minutes I knew...