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In Denial.

Wilson's POV

"I'm going to throw up," I said, covering my mouth and searching around frantically for the bathroom.

Arian rubbed my shoulders soothingly. "You're fine, you're fine."

Georgia looked at me distastefully. "If you're going to vomit, do so privately and quietly."

"I'll make sure to aim for your heels."

She narrowed her eyes at me and I parroted her expression, but I had the feeling it wasn't too intimidating. I felt sweaty and I knew my face was pallid. From the other side of the giant glass wall of the airport, I could see the nose of a Boeing. My insides clenched nervously and I swallowed hard.

"I'm not going," I decided.

"I already bought our plane tickets."

I honestly felt like I could cry. Flying was almost my number one biggest fear. Being fifty thousand feet up in the air with the threat of immnediate death upon crashing was not something I was interested in. Ever. And yet here I was, inside an airport and ready to board the flying death machine. "It doesn't even make
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