#Chapter 211: Meal in the Sky

As the evening set in, the hum of the engines became a soothing background noise.

The aroma of the freshly served meal lingered in the air, surprising me with its rich and delectable flavors.

I'm not exactly sure how they were able to cook a full meal for us on the jet, but I wasn't complaining.

The scent of the freshly cooked meal filled the cabin, making my stomach growl in anticipation.

"What's that smell?" I inquired, detecting a hint of tomatoes in the air.

Lucas, with a mischievous grin, replied, "Probably pasta. They must be making us something delicious."

Considering it had been hours since our last meal, the prospect of food was particularly enticing. I couldn't help but remark, "It's a good thing James isn't here. He'd be losing his mind over the wait."

Lucas chuckled, "Nah, he would've raided all the snacks by now. You know how he is, always hungry."

Once the flight attendants finished arranging the trays in front of us, we were presented with a delightful spread of pasta,