With Victor leaning on her shoulder, they hobbled toward the nearest taxi stand. The drive was tense, filled with silence punctuated only by Victor’s occasional winces of pain and Anna’s reassuring smiles. She tried to shake off the creeping anxiety about her missed flight, choosing instead to focus on the task at hand.

As they approached the bustling airport, Anna’s mind raced with possibilities. Was there a later flight? Could she somehow manage to see her friend despite the delay? She pushed these thoughts aside as they arrived, guiding Victor to the entrance.