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Chapter 105

Author: Kayla Sango
The Kensington family jet began its smooth descent toward the Highridge Valley, tilting slightly as it caught a pocket of air. Outside the window, the familiar landscape unfolded below—a patchwork of green hills and vineyards that stirred something unexpected in me. A mix of nerves... and, surprisingly, nostalgia.

"Wow, now this is how you travel in style!" my brother Matthew said, face pressed to the glass like an overexcited kid. "Way better than that cramped flight we took for the wedding. We should've accepted Christian's offer to use the jet back then too."

I rolled my eyes but couldn't help smiling. Having my entire family come along for Joseph's birthday had been the patriarch's idea—a request so insistent it had felt more like a royal decree. "The whole family, Zoey. I want everyone here for my eighty-third birthday!"

"Joseph's going to be thrilled to see you all again," I said, tightening my seatbelt as we prepared to land. "He hasn't stopped talking about it for weeks."
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