Six months pregnant and grieving her grandmother, Kayla just wanted to return home. At the airport, she pushed through exhaustion, boarded her flight, and settled in—until she noticed a man staring at her from a few rows back.

Mid-flight, a flight attendant asked her to follow her. Confused, Kayla complied. Suddenly, the attendant ordered her to get on her knees. Then the man appeared, claiming she had stolen a golden necklace. He showed blurry photos of a woman who looked like her—but the woman had a tattoo. Kayla didn’t.

The man didn’t believe her. Desperate, Kayla placed his hand on her belly. “You can’t fake this,” she whispered. The moment changed everything. He apologized—only to be interrupted by a gun’s click.

The real thief was the flight attendant. She pulled a weapon and ordered them both down. But Kayla, acting on instinct, kicked the gun away. The man—revealed as Detective Connor—tackled and restrained her.

Around her neck? The stolen necklace.

When the plane landed, the flight attendant was arrested. Connor apologized, explaining the mix-up. Kayla smiled tiredly and exited to find Colin waiting with tulips.

She was finally safe, finally home.

And nothing—not even a nightmare at 30,000 feet—could take that peace from her.