I Thought I Was Helping—Then I Understood the Truth
I was on a late-night flight, exhausted, irritable, and counting the minutes until landing. The cabin lights were dim, the hum of the engines steady, and the seatback screens flickered on around us—except for the one beside me. The young woman in the next seat kept tapping the black screen, swiping it, pressing it gently…
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