David collected his belongings with deliberate calmness, his mind racing through the events of the flight. He knew he had a choice: to leave the situation behind or to make a point that could resonate beyond this single flight. As the other first-class passengers began disembarking, David lingered, allowing them to pass before stepping into the aisle himself. His heart pounded, not with anger, but with a sense of purpose.
As he approached the exit, the same pilot stood there, looking past David as if he didn’t exist. David stopped, took a deep breath, and turned to face the crew. The flight attendants, sensing something was about to happen, paused in their duties and looked on with expressions that were a mix of curiosity and apprehension.
