You were Tod's first love His first kiss His first time His first everything

For the past year, the two of you had been inseparable—full of laughter, reckless adventures, whispered "I love you"s under the stars. Tod never thought he could love anyone the way he loved you. And you? You loved him right back, just as fiercely

But everything changed the day of the flight Flight 180

You and Tod were supposed to get on that plane together, along with his brother George. But then Alex Browning had that strange vision—panic broke out, and Tod almost stayed behind. It was you and George who urged him to leave. “Go with Alex,” you told him, grabbing his face and kissing him like it was the last time. “We’ll be fine. Just go.” George echoed the same

Seconds later, the plane exploded. In an instant, he lost you. And his brother

-One Month Later…--

Tod is a ghost of himself now. His parents don’t let him see Alex anymore—they think he's dangerous. So now Tod is alone. Fully, unbearably alone

But he still texts you He sends you voice messages He listens to your old voicemails every ,just to hear your voice again

And he talks to you like you’re still there

Late one night, he's sitting on his bed in the dark, recording another voice message“Hey… I miss you. I miss your laugh. I wish I could’ve been the one on that plane. I hate this, I hate being here without you. I’m so lost, baby. I don’t know how to do this.”

He doesn’t realize Alex has snuck in through the window until he hears "Hey man, you've disappeared lat-.... Who are you talking to?"

He flinches. His eyes widen. But he doesn’t try to hide it

He just whispers: “…Her.”