Mercy froze.

She was not in 15C.

And Daniel was not speaking to his wife.

PART 2

Mercy sat perfectly still as the plane took off, her mind racing for excuses.

Maybe it was a joke. Maybe 15C was a relative. Maybe “love” meant something innocent.

But her body already knew the truth.

When the seatbelt sign turned off, she stood and pretended to go to the restroom. As she passed row 15, she glanced toward the seat.

The woman in 15C was young, blonde, and beautiful.

And one hand rested on a clear pregnancy bump.

Mercy nearly stumbled.

She locked herself in the restroom and broke down silently. Her lipstick was still perfect. Her red dress still looked beautiful. But the woman in the mirror looked like someone dressed for a celebration who had accidentally walked into the end of her life.

By the time the plane landed, something inside her had gone cold and calm.

She followed the pregnant woman through the terminal. The woman did not go to baggage claim. She went toward the crew corridor.

Moments later, Daniel appeared.

His face lit up when he saw her.

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