"After the surgery, I'll be fine. I'll be like I was before," said Yvonne.

Her sparse hair was singed by fire, her hands, her neck, and even the skin visible to the naked eye bore burn marks.

Zach had no interest in Yvonne's physical appearance. He asked, "So, Ethan didn't survive the crash that day?"

'The day of the plane crash...' Yvonne, lost in thought, seemed to remember something. Zach noticed the change in her tone.

"When the plane was hijacked, Ethan gave me the only parachute. The p