Tom scoffed. “Behavior? What about her behavior? It’s inconsiderate! She’s scaring people!”
The attendant ignored him and crouched slightly toward me. “Miss, are you okay?”
The attendant stood tall again. “I’ll be right back,” she said, her voice steady. “Excuse me for a moment.”
As she walked toward the cockpit, Tom leaned back in his seat, muttering under his breath. The woman beside him folded her arms and glared out the aisle. I stared at the window, wishing I could disappear.
The cabin was quiet except for the low hum of the engines. I kept my eyes on the seatback in front of me, trying not to cry. A few rows back, someone whispered. I imagined they were talking about me.
The intercom crackled. The captain’s voice came through, calm but firm.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We’ve been made aware of behavior that does not align with the respectful environment we strive to maintain on this flight. Let me remind everyone that harassment or discrimination of any kind will not be tolerated. Please treat your fellow passengers with dignity.”
The announcement sent a ripple through the cabin. Heads turned, passengers shifting in their seats as they glanced toward row 5. I caught sight of someone across the aisle shaking their head in disapproval, and my stomach twisted.
The flight attendant returned, standing tall and composed. She leaned into our row and addressed the couple directly. “Mr. and Ms., I’ll need you to move to seats 22B and 22C at the back of the plane.”
The man looked stunned. “What?” he barked. “We’re not moving!”
“This is ridiculous,” the woman snapped, pulling her sweater tighter around her. “Why are we the ones being punished? She’s the one causing the problem!”
The flight attendant didn’t flinch. “Ma’am, your new seats are ready. Please gather your belongings.”
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