Chapter 112: The Titanic

After a while, the flight announcements started, signaling that it was time to board. Camden's nerves began to flutter once again as she thought about the journey ahead and the Unbonding Ritual that awaited her. Truth be told, she was dreading it, but it felt like one of those necessary evils in life. The sooner it was over, the sooner things might go back to some semblance of normal. She wondered to herself what normal might look like now. So much had happened. So much had changed. It made her a little sad to think about it. Once on the plane, Camden settled into her seat. Her usual spot between Clayton and Matt in an attempt to keep some distance between the two of them in hopes that no bickering and arguing would break out. Clayton reached over and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "It's going to be okay," he whispered, obviously sensing her inner turmoil. Camden gave him a small, nervous smile. "I hope so," she whispered back, feeling anxiety and panic lingering on the edge of he