I swirled the drink in my hand as the soft hum of the aeroplane and the low murmurs from other passengers filled the cabin. First class always had a way of making me feel like I belonged—which I did. But, because of some reason, I no longer had the luxury of enjoying that life.
The cool glass pressed against my lips as I took a slow sip of the champagne, letting the sharp taste dance across my palate.
My phone buzzed on the tray table, dragging my attention from the view outside which was a canvas of white clouds stretching far and wide. I glanced at the screen, and my stomach tightened as I saw the caller ID.
‘Finally.’
I took a slow sip of the drink as I braced myself before picking up the phone. Her sharp voice immediately filled my ear like I’d known it would as I answered the cal
