Passengers Question Delays
As the standoff dragged on, whispers began rippling through the cabin, spreading like wildfire. Passengers shifted uneasily in their seats, some craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the commotion. “What’s taking so long?” someone hissed sharply from behind us, their frustration echoing the growing impatience in the air. I glanced at Jacob, who was fidgeting anxiously, his restlessness mirroring the tension around us. The atmosphere felt precariously close to boiling over, and I silently hoped it wouldn’t escalate any further.

Passengers Question Delays
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