Briony froze, yanking her hand back in an instant.

The plane jolted violently, the turbulence so intense that lightning flashed outside the window, thunder rumbling so loud it rattled her skull.

Over the chaos, the flight attendant's calm voice came through the speakers:

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're experiencing turbulence as we pass through a storm cloud. Please make sure your seat belts are securely fastened, follow the crew's instructions, and keep your hands on the seatback in front of you..."

Briony had never been through turbulence this bad before.

As the shaking grew worse, panic started to ripple through the cabin.

"Mum, I'm scared, I want to go home "

"Are we going to die? I haven't even met my boyfriend yet―"

"God, please, just get us through this, please—”

Cries and prayers overlapped in a rising tide of fear. Suddenly, the plane lurched with a sickening drop. Screams erupted as the cabin depressurized and the oxygen masks fell from overhead with a thud.

Stewart grabbed a mask and quickly fitted it over Briony's face. "Don't panic. Deep breaths."

Briony squeezed her eyes shut, mind blank with terror.

But the turbulence was so fierce her stomach rebelled. Nausea twisted through her, and she clung to the armrests, desperate for it to end.

Five endless minutes later, the shaking finally eased. The plane broke free of the storm clouds, leveling out at cruising altitude.

and reassuring. "Ladies and gentlemen, we've safely passed through the storm. We apologize for the scare. Our crew will be coming through the cabin-if anyone is feeling unwell, please let us know right

and stood, hand over her mouth, but her legs nearly gave out beneath her.

you feel sick?"

She shoved his hand away, voice tense. “Just leave me alone. Honestly, that would help me the most right

over a flight attendant, who quickly guided Briony to

was

waiting for the dizziness to fade. Gradually, her stomach

returned to her seat, the flight attendant greeted her with a warm smile and offered

water. "No pills, thank you. I'm feeling much

us know," the attendant replied kindly. "Thank you."

the comforting heat settle in

Briony gave up on sleeping. She pulled out a paperback

her, Stewart kept silent, only glancing at her

the soft light, Briony's profile looked calm, her skin pale and

away, leaned back, and closed his eyes, letting

was winding its way into the

got, the lighter the rain

been anywhere like this before. As soon as the bus left the highway for the

"How much longer till we get there?" Cedric Clarke looked up from his book, glanced out into the pitch-black, then checked his watch and did a quick mental calculation. "We should be getting close. If it weren't for the rain slowing us down, we'd have arrived by now." "Oh." Stella glanced down at his book. "What are you reading?" "Harry

"Really? I

do read medical texts," Cedric said with a faint smile,

usually read?" "Me?" Stella shrugged, completely honest. "I only read

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