Dr. Carter dashed toward the airport counter, relief washing over her when she saw the short line.

Time was against her—she needed to catch a flight urgently to handle a critical medical case. Her hands trembled slightly from nerves.

As her turn approached, she fumbled with her purse, and its contents scattered across the floor.

Dropping to her knees to gather her things, she barely noticed the couple stepping up to the counter beside her.

“Two tickets to Santa Monica, please,” Michael said, urgency in his tone.

Luke, the man behind the counter, gave a conflicted glance toward Dr. Carter before replying, “Only two seats left.

Dr. Carter quickly stood, clutching her items. “Please, I need to get on that flight—it’s an emergency. I’m a doctor,” she explained, her voice tight with emotion.

Michael barely acknowledged her plea. “We’re here first. These seats are ours,” he insisted, flashing his credit card.

Dana, his girlfriend, glanced at Dr. Carter, then turned to Michael. “Maybe we should let her have a seat?”

But Michael shook his head. “No. We made plans. We’re sticking to them.”

Dr. Carter’s voice quivered as she said, “It’s about saving a life…”

Michael turned, his tone cold. “Life’s hard. Everyone has problems.” Then, to Luke, he ordered, “Go ahead and book it.

Luke completed the booking. Michael took the boarding passes triumphantly.

Dana offered Dr. Carter a sympathetic glance, and the doctor quietly whispered, “Thank you,” before turning back to Luke. “Is there another flight?”

Luke checked his screen. “There was one seat left… but someone just booked it. I can put you on standby.”

As Michael and Dana headed toward their gate, Dana glanced back. “I can’t believe you were so dismissive.”

Michael shrugged, absorbed in his phone. “We can’t help everyone, Dana. That’s just reality.”

Dana frowned. “Do you ever think about anyone but yourself?

Just then, Michael bumped into another couple and snapped, “Watch it!”

The couple apologized, and Dana’s disappointment deepened.
Onboard, Dana grew uneasy. A light flickered above, and she heard a strange noise. “Did you hear that?” she whispered.

“It’s nothing. Relax,” Michael muttered, flipping a page in his magazine.

“We’re in row 13. You were rude earlier. What if this is karma?”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Michael scoffed.

Suddenly, turbulence shook the plane violently.

People screamed. A suitcase from an overhead bin nearly hit Michael’s head.

“That was close,” he chuckled.

Dana stared. “You think that’s funny?”

The captain’s voice crackled overhead, urging passengers to fasten their seatbelts.

After a tense stretch, the plane stabilized.

Michael waved at a flight attendant. “Almost got hit by luggage. We deserve complimentary drinks.”

The attendant returned with two martinis.
Michael lifted his glass. “To survive.” He gulped his, then reached for Dana’s untouched drink. “You don’t want it?”

“No,” she said flatly.

He shrugged and downed hers. Almost immediately, he began coughing and gasping. The olive had gone down the wrong way.

Dana jumped up, wrapped her arms around him, and performed the Heimlich maneuver. With a forceful thrust, the olive flew out.

“Are you okay?” she asked breathlessly.

“Yeah,” he coughed, then added, “No olives next time.”

“You really need to be more careful with your condition.”

“I’m fine. It’s going to take more than an olive to take me down,” he said smugly.

Later, a strange smell filled the cabin.

“Michael, something’s burning,” Dana said nervously.

“It’s nothing,” he dismissed.

But smoke soon appeared.
A flight attendant tried to extinguish a small fire.

Dana grabbed Michael’s arm. “We need to help!”

Reluctantly, Michael assisted the attendant and successfully put out the fire. Passengers clapped.

“See? Crisis averted,” he boasted.

“Did you help to be useful or just to impress people?” Dana asked softly.

Michael didn’t answer.

Later, Dana hesitantly said, “I got a job offer. In another city.”

Michael turned sharply. “What? You didn’t tell me?”

“I wasn’t sure how. After today… I feel like we’re headed in different directions.”

“You can’t just leave.”

“It’s my dream job, Michael.”

“And what about us?

I’ve always supported you. Why can’t you support me?”
“Because you’re choosing a job over me.”

“That’s not fair. I’m choosing myself for once.”

“If you take it, we’re over,” he warned.

Dana’s heart sank. They sat in silence.

As the plane descended, Dana finally spoke. “Your behavior today… made something clear. I need someone who understands me.”

So that’s it? You’re breaking up with me?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Michael stood, stunned. Then clutched his chest. “Dana… my heart…”

Dana panicked. “Michael?”

Suddenly, he laughed. “Got you.”

“That’s not funny!” she yelled, furious.

As she stormed off, Michael suddenly groaned and collapsed. “Dana…”

He hit the floor, gasping. A nurse on board rushed over. “He’s in tachycardia!”
Paramedics met them at the gate. At the hospital, chaos surrounded Michael as doctors worked frantically.

“Where’s Dr. Carter?” a doctor asked.

“She missed her flight,” someone replied.

“We’re losing him,” the lead doctor muttered grimly.

Michael, fading in and out, thought of Dana, of their argument, of what he’d thrown away.

In a quiet hospital room, Dana sat beside his bed, clutching his hand.

“He’s stable, but it’s critical,” a nurse told her.

Michael’s eyes fluttered open. “What… happened?”

“You had a heart attack. Dr. Carter saved you,” Dana said.

Michael blinked. “From the airport?”

At that moment, Dr. Carter entered.

“You…” Michael said weakly.

“Yes. I made it on a charter flight. You were lucky.”
“I’m sorry… and thank you.”

Dr. Carter smiled. “Take care of your heart—both literally and emotionally.”

After she left, Michael turned to Dana, his eyes wet. “I’ve been awful. I was selfish. I see that now.”

“Let’s get you better first.”

“I’ll support your job. You deserve happiness.”

Dana softened. “You’d do that for me?”

“Yes. I want you to be happy—even if it’s not with me.”

Dana squeezed his hand, a smile on her face.

In that moment, forgiveness began, and hope returned.