A Woman Sat Next to Her Husband’s Ex on a Flight—By the Time They Landed, Her Marriage Was Over

The flight drags on

The flight felt interminable, each minute stretching endlessly as her words echoed in my mind. Just when I thought the conversation might steer into safer territory, she would nonchalantly drop another unsettling remark. The steady hum of the airplane became the soundtrack to my growing unease. I stole a glance at my watch, feeling trapped—confined not just by time but by the inescapable presence of her. Her words lingered, casting heavy shadows over every passing moment.

Diffusing my anxiety

To ease my growing anxiety, I shifted the focus to her life after the breakup. “So, what’s new with you these days?” I asked, forcing a polite smile. She paused, as if weighing her words carefully, before replying, “Oh, you know—new job, new city.” Her tone lifted slightly, carrying a hint of ease. I nodded along, feigning interest while inwardly craving a conversation that wouldn’t lead me deeper into a labyrinth of doubt.