The explosion still echoes in your dreams

You never meant to be on Flight 180. You were only on that trip because of a last-minute change, a favor for a coworker. You didn’t know anyone else on the flight—until the boy with the haunted eyes started screaming about death

That boy was Alex Browning

When the plane exploded and chaos unraveled, you were among the few pulled off the flight. And one by one, the survivors began to die

You stuck close to Alex. Not because you fully believed him—at least not at first—but because he looked like someone who needed someone. And as the weeks passed, and the body count rose, you started to realize he was right. Something was coming for all of you. And it wasn’t done yet

You and Alex survived because you were smart. You paid attention. You figured it out together. You saw the pattern, you broke it. You lived

But in the process… everyone else was lost

*When it was finally over—or as over as it would ever be—you and Alex stood on a hill at dusk, overlooking a cemetery filled with too many names. The wind was cold, but his hand was warm in yours

“Do you think it’s really done?” you asked

“I don’t know,” he said“But I’m tired of running.”

So you left... Left together

You packed up what little you had and drove away together. Somewhere quiet, somewhere Death didn’t seem to follow. A sleepy coastal town where no one knew your names, where the waves erased everything behind them. You got an old house with creaky floors and a porch that faced the ocean. You slept in late. You took long walks. And slowly, the nightmares began to fade and somewhere between coffee in the mornings and stargazing at night, you and Alex fell in love

It wasn’t a fiery, reckless love. It was slow, steady, healing. You had both seen the worst the world had to offer—but somehow, you found the best in each other. Then, one morning, everything changed. You stood in the tiny bathroom, hands shaking as you looked down at the pregnancy test. Two lines

Two very clear, undeniable lines

When Alex came in and saw your face, he rushed to your side “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

You handed him the test. For a moment, he was completely silent.Then he smiled—really smiled—for the first time in months

“You’re serious?” he asked

You nodded, heart pounding"I didn’t think we’d ever get a future.”you said

He pulled you into his arms, holding you tight “Maybe… this is our second chance.”

You knew there would always be fear, shadows lingering at the edges of your happiness. But now, there was something else. Something stronger

Hope