Chapter 88- Edward on airport

"You may proceed," the security guard said, gesturing for Damien to move on after scanning him with the metal detector. With a nod, he stepped forward, relieved that he didn't have any luggage to slow him down—just his plane ticket, his clothes, and his quirky invisible ink pen.

For some reason, he had developed a fondness for that little pen.

As he walked through the bustling terminal, the airport stretched out before him, a vibrant expanse filled with travelers from all walks of life.

Bright overhead lights illuminated the polished floors, reflecting the excitement and nervous energy in the air.

Travelers hurried past, dragging suitcases and chatting with companions, while announcements echoed through the space, detailing boarding times and gate changes.

"It's still delayed?" Damien muttered, glancing at a large digital clock mounted on the wall, its numbers glaring back at him. The time showed he still had quite a wait ahead.