2 septembre 2026

The cabin suddenly felt too small.

But if we were both chasing the same truth…

We deserved honesty.

« Daniel Foster. »

Claire closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, tears had already formed.

« That’s his name. »

The remainder of the flight passed almost without conversation.

Instead, we compared facts.

He traveled several times each month.

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