My flight to Los Angeles was meant to be a routine work trip, but a strange request from the pilot changed everything. I was an architect heading to pitch a major project, hoping to make my mom, Melissa, proud. She always said my father passed before I was born. On the plane, a flight attendant, Bethany, noticed the birthmark on my wrist and asked for my passport. Later, she told me the pilot wanted to speak with me after landing. When I arrived, a man named Steve approached, crying. He revealed he was my father, and we shared the same birthmark. Shocked, I called my mom, who admitted she had left Steve when pregnant, thinking it was best for his career. Despite the emotional shock, I still had my meeting. Steve, knowing the investors, helped me secure the project and a promotion. That night, he and my mom reunited, healing old wounds. What started as a routine flight had unexpectedly brought our family back together
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