My Parents Mocked Me In Business Class—Until The Captain Called My Name

the cabin. A woman across the aisle shook her head in disapproval, and two passengers a few rows behind raised their phones, recording like they couldn’t wait to post this.

And then, from behind them, Marcella’s voice—sharp, cutting, perfectly timed like a dagger slipping between my ribs.

“Go ahead and play hero, Nova. Maybe you’ll finally make yourself continue reading …