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• Ella didn’t need to think twice. She knew exactly what she had to do.
• As they approached the jet, Katrina was already strutting ahead, a smug little sway in her hips as she made her way up the stairs. The wind blew through her coat like she was walking a runway, not a tarmac.
• Ella kept a step behind Chase, her expression stoic. Once inside, Katrina made a beeline for the seat directly across from where Chase usually sat—the one he always favored for long flights.