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Chapter FiftyTwo

Author: Tory June
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-28 18:33:52

"Next in line, ma’am," a voice called, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I glanced up to see the check-in agent waiting patiently, her friendly smile an unsettling contrast to the weight in my chest.

Nodding, I rolled my suitcase forward, handing over my passport and ticket without a word.

Everything felt automatic.. like I was moving through the motions while my heart lagged somewhere back in Caleb’s office, replaying those final words between us.

"Head to Gate 14 after security,” the agent said, her smile unwavering as she handed back my documents. “Have a safe flight to New York."

"Thank you," I murmured, though my voice barely rose above a whisper.

I took a deep breath, feeling the press of finality settle over me as I picked up my bag and headed toward security.

The bustling airport around me buzzed with people moving with purpose, yet I felt like I was walking through quicksand, every step heavier than the last.

I found myself clutching my suitcase handle tighter, grounding my
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