Ready Or Not

Meliza's POV

"Are you okay?" Elijah's secretary asked, she turned to me as she helped me settle into the chopper.

I nodded, even though my heart was racing.

I had never been in a helicopter before. The moment I stepped inside, the unfamiliar hum of the engine sent a shiver down my spine. It was both exhilarating and terrifying, a mix of emotions I wasn't prepared for.

"Yes, I'm fine," I replied, reclining into my seat and staring out the window.

The farmhouse stretched below us, bathed in golden light from the afternoon sun. I swallowed the lump in my throat, a sudden wave of melancholy washing over me.

"Thank you." The words felt small and insignificant compared to the storm brewing inside me

The woman beside me smiled kindly. "You can call me Neri," she said.