After parking the plane at the gate, Captain Edward and his first officer followed routine: wait for all passengers to disembark before leaving the cockpit.
Once the last traveler stepped off, Edward opened the door and found the flight purser speaking with a young man still seated quietly near the front.
“Everything okay?” Edward asked as he approached.
She nodded. “I’ll give you two some space.”
That confused him—until the man turned around.
He looked… familiar. In fact, he looked exactly like Edward. The same jawline, the same dark hair, even the same slight curve in the nose.
“Hello,” the man said. “I think you’re my father.”
Edward blinked. “I’m sorry?”
“My name’s Roman,” the man said calmly. “My mother’s name was Alessia. You met her in Florence—about twenty-four years ago.”
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