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This Meeting Never Happened

Author: Maria-Grace
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-18 23:22:32

ENZO MORETTI

On the flight home, I felt completely detached from reality. I was lost in my thoughts.

Isabella noticed my silence when she pointed out some vibrant flowers in the magazine, and I didn’t respond because I didn’t hear her.

She asked what was on my mind, and I brushed it off. I told her it was just work stress, that I was exhausted, and that I needed some rest.

But I wasn’t looking for rest. Instead, I switched to another seat on the plane and dialed Marco’s number.

Today, we had a critical hit planned for Augustine, and there could be absolutely no mistakes.

“Your plane should be taking off now,” Marco’s calm but focused voice said on the phone.

“Yeah, we just boarded, and should be taking off soon. How’s everything going on your end?” I asked him.

“He’s on the move now. We’re waiting until he reaches the spot. You know how this works,” Marco replied, his tone sharp and clipped.

“I know. Alright. Keep me posted,” I told Marco, seeing as there was nothing
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