They Laughed While I Was Dying
“Adrian, this is next-level childish. We’re grown adults, not kindergarteners. What’s she going to do next—cry for a nanny?”
A few people chuckled, the sound light and careless, cutting all the same.
One of them snorted and gestured toward the endless stretch of water beyond the rail. “Does she really think a phone call can summon her mom out here? We’re in the middle of the ocean.”
The laughter spread again.
Adrian turned away, clearly frustrated, clearly embarrassed, saying nothing at all as the mocking voices continued behind him.
None of them had any idea that the woman he dismissed so casually was the silent shareholder behind this entire cruise line.