At first, nothing seemed different.
Andrea was still my seatmate.
She was still loud, still annoying, still stealing my snacks.
But something had changed.
I just didn't realize it right away.
It started small.
Andrea stopped teasing me as much.
She stopped arguing with me over dumb things.
She still smiled and laughed, but sometimes, it didn't feel the same.
Like something was missing.
Like she was missing.
I noticed it, but I didn't say anything.
Because I didn't understand it.
Because I thought it was just my imagination.
But it wasn't.