Sofia
The long helicopter ride back to the palace was a silent one. Malcolm looked out the window the entire time while I leaned against him. He held my hand tightly as he went between crying and silence. Rico and Addison played on their phones while exchanging looks.
The palace comes into view, and I can sense Malcolm's tension rising. He begins to breathe heavily till he is almost hyperventilating.
“It’s going to be okay,” I whisper against his cheek. He squeezes my hand but says nothing. I feel him relax slightly.
“I’m not ready,” He mumbles.
“You are ready for this,” I tell him while stroking his arm.
He gives me a side-eyed glance, “Thank you.”
“We are making our final descent,” the pilot announces. “Please make sure your seat belts are fastened.
Malcolm sighs deeply as the
