Sage

The crowd parted just enough for me to see Eve running toward me, hair loose and wild, coat flapping behind her, eyes wide and searching. She dodged a suitcase cart, nearly tripped over a child’s backpack, but didn’t slow down.

My heart slammed against my ribs.

She stopped a few feet away, breathless, chest rising and falling fast. The terminal noise faded to a dull roar in my ears. It was just her—here, now, when I’d already told myself goodbye.

“Sage,” she said again, softer this time, like she couldn’t quite believe it herself.

I stared at her, the boarding pass suddenly feeling heavy in my hand. “Eve… what...