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ill and leave this aircraft.”
The words came out as an urgent whisper, her breath warm against my ear.
I froze, hand tightening on my carry-on.
“Excuse me, I don’t understand.”
But she’d already moved away, tending to overhead bins and smiling at other passengers.
I stood in the aisle, confused, looking between her retreating form and Christopher and Edith continue reading …
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