Skybound Revelations: A Journey to Discover My True Self

Chapter 1: Blueprints and Beginnings
As an architect, I had built my life detail by detail, driven by ambition and a desire to honor my single mother, Melissa, who raised me with strength and sacrifice. My upcoming trip to Los Angeles—where I’d pitch a major project—was more than a career move; it was the culmination of everything I’d worked for.

Chapter 2: Takeoff
Before leaving, I called Mom. Her encouragement grounded me. At the airport, the buzz of travel stirred a quiet excitement. I boarded the plane, thoughts focused on my presentation—unaware the flight would change everything.

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