C70 70

Zander's POV

The hum of the jet engines filled the air, a low, constant vibration that seemed to mirror the storm raging inside me. It wasn’t just noise; it was a relentless reminder of the chaos I couldn’t escape. I sat stiffly in my seat, my fists clenched tightly on the armrests as if holding on to them would somehow anchor the fury boiling within me. My eyes never left her