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

of panic that stabbed through the roar of the engines.

“Easy,” Jordan barked, clutching the side panel.

I didn’t answer. My mind went quiet in the way it always used to on missions. There’s a rhythm to chaos if you know how to listen.

“Steady on,” the captain murmured, though I could hear the awe creeping into his voice.

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