Clara was undeterred. “I’m not going to calm down,” she retorted, her voice shaking. “I’ve had enough of this. It feels like I’m being bullied into submission here. I’ll be filing a complaint, mark my words.”
Liam stayed silent, the tension in the air thickening. Around him, passengers shifted in their seats, some nervously watching Clara, while others exchanged sympathetic glances with Liam. No one seemed willing to speak up directly. Everyone could see that the woman was a ticking time bomb.