CLARK POV
I'm currently on the flight, somewhere above the clouds, heading to Memoville. My ears keep popping, my stomach's doing this weird anxious-excited flip, and honestly, I still can't believe it's happening. After all the chaos, after everything—I'm actually on my way.
Sara's plane was scheduled to land thirty minutes before mine, so she promised she'd wait for me at the airport. I'm kind of losing it thinking about finally meeting her in person after all those endless texts, late-night calls, and half-sent memes. She said she'd bring a stupid sign like in the movies. I'm hoping she's kidding… but honestly? I wouldn't even care. I just can't wait to see her.
