Delta Headquarters - Part l

The morning arrived with Mason knocking on her door,

"Sunshine little dove. The sun is shining brightly, and the table is set with your favourite blueberry pancakes, topped with exquisite butter and freshly brewed coffee." He merrily declared, and the door opened. Walked out a fully dressed Ophelia.

"Good morning, Dad." She smiled as he glanced at her from head to toe. She was dressed in her black pilot uniform with a white shirt under a double-breasted suit jacket. She had her silver wing on the left side of her chest over her nameplate and four silver stripes on the edge of her sleeves. Ophelia wore her hair back in a low bun and wore very minimal makeup. She carried her cap under her arm and carried a pilot bag with all of her essentials in her hand. Her father's eyes twinkled with pride as she smiled at him.

"Dad, you should not have made breakfast. I was going to do it." She said sternly, her eyes narrowed at him.

"Come on, I know you love my blueberry pancakes." He declared as h