He Steps Into My View
The jet bridge glints under the morning sun as passengers shuffle toward the gate.
Adrian pauses at the entrance, his coat rustling, and his eyes lock on the aisle row 7.
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The jet bridge glints under the morning sun as passengers shuffle toward the gate.
Adrian pauses at the entrance, his coat rustling, and his eyes lock on the aisle row 7.
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