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The cockpit door opened, and Captain Samuel Whitmore stepped into the aisle, still in uniform. He knelt in front of her seat, holding out a small velvet box. “Will you marry me all over again?”
Clara was crying openly now.
Harrison stood frozen, shame burning through him as he replayed every cruel word he’d spoken. As passengers disembarked, Clara paused beside him. “Success isn’t measured by money alone,” she said gently.
“Love, perseverance, and kindness matter just as much.”
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