Thanks be to Ms. EBT.
"I will. I promise."
A final boarding call is made for Ben's flight, and I know this is when I have to say goodbye.
"You should go. I don't want you to miss your flight."
Don't cry. Don't cry.
"Yeah."
He looks down and tightens his grip on his duffel.
Then he drops it and pulls me into a hug.
"Take care of yourself, okay?"
"You, too," I sniffle.
There's so much I want to tell him.
"Thank you," I whisper. "Thanks for not giving up on me."
He hugs me a little tighter before he pulls back.
And then I see it.
That nervous face he had on prom night.
The one right before he kissed me.