Her partner, arms crossed, grinned and added, “Yeah, be fair. We need to sit together, and you don’t really need to be up here, do you?”
Their nerve left me speechless for a moment. They were so rude and didn’t even try to ask nicely—they just expected me to give in. I could feel other passengers watching, some curious, others feeling sorry for me.
I took a deep breath, thinking about my options. Starting a fight wasn’t what I wanted, especially at the beginning of a six-hour flight.
“Okay,” I said calmly, hiding my anger. I handed over my boarding pass. “Enjoy the seat,” I said, not meaning it.
The woman grabbed the ticket with a smug smile, muttering about people in good seats being “so selfish.” Her partner agreed, saying, “Someone like her doesn’t even need it.”
