We arrived at the airport in less than an hour, where Jack had already prepared a private jet, ready to take us to London.
I tried to gather all my things, which were scattered around the back seats of the car, into my torn suitcase and try somehow to get everything on board.
With the help of my aunt, I managed to do that and we went together to the small plane.
As soon as we got on board, the plane took off pushing us against the seats. I felt my stomach come out of my mouth and the tension rise to the sky.
After takeoff, that feeling slowed down, but the various turbulences that hit the plane made everyone queasy.
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