RALPH

The moment we stepped onto the plane, I felt the weight of exhaustion settles deep into my bones. We had been running on pure adrenaline for hours, but now, with nothing to do but sit through the long flight, fatigue hit me like a freight train.

I slid into my seat, adjusting my position until I was comfortable enough. Dahlia took the seat next to me, scrolling through her phone with a look of deep concentration. Across the aisle, Damien leaned back, his eyes closed, arms crossed over his chest. He was pretending to sleep, but I knew better. His mind was working through a thousand scenarios, trying to...