Eve wakes with a gasp on the delayed flight, still wearing her vintage wedding dress purchased for fifty dollars from a secondhand shop in Hobart. She and her husband Dom are newlyweds heading to Sydney for their honeymoon, still in their wedding attire. Eve reflects on how fun it was to be noticed at the airport, but now she's uncomfortable—her dress is scratchy, her lingerie is irritating, her hair is stiff with hairspray, and she's starving since she barely ate at her own wedding.

Eve's thoughts turn to her relationship with her mother, who had questioned the secondhand dress, pointed out a small stain on the hem, and reacted with dismay rather than joy when Eve and Dom announced their engagement. Her mother, a proud feminist and single parent, called getting married at their age "bizarre" and doesn't understand why young women take their husbands' names. Eve, who has hyphenated her name to Archer-Fern, finds herself reflexively opposing her mother's views even when she partly agrees, worried about becoming too much like her.

Eve and Dom share small affectionate exchanges, though Eve catches herself sounding snappy and worries about maintaining romantic tones on their honeymoon. She regrets not accepting an offer of business-class seats from other passengers, unsure if the offer was genuine. She and Dom have signed a lease on an apartment in Glenorchy but haven't yet spent a night there. Eve briefly contemplates whether she should be more sexually adventurous, particularly regarding choking, which her friend Liv recommends—but she immediately rejects the idea after trying to squeeze her own neck.

As the cabin crew announces preparation for landing, the older woman from the aisle appears, pointing directly at Eve. The woman delivers her prediction: "I expect intimate partner homicide. Age twenty-five." Eve is left stunned by the chilling pronouncement that she will be murdered by an intimate partner at age twenty-five.