She Stole My Seat on My Private Jet. She Forgot I Owned the Sky.

I did not cry.

I did not scream.

I did not chase.

I looked at the pilot.

I remembered who I was.

And I said, “Remove every passenger not approved by the aircraft owner.”

She took the seat.

The wife owned the jet.

And in the end, I did not just take back my place.

I took back the sky.