Half a year passed. Skylink had rebuilt its reputation from the ground up. Passenger trust returned. Reviews praised the airline for its transparency and newfound warmth.
One afternoon, Kesha boarded another Skylink flight — this time unnoticed. She didn’t use her executive pass, nor did she mention who she was. She simply checked in like everyone else, carrying Zoe, who was now babbling and laughing.
As the plane began to taxi, Kesha looked out the window and smiled. The seatbelt sign chimed softly. She whispered to her daughter, “See, baby? Sometimes the sky remembers.”
Epilogue: A Legacy of Grace
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