Beside her, Jose Floyd, who had been calm all along, suddenly extended his broad palm and held Nicole's hand—
The warmth transmitted made Nicole's fingertips tremble more intensely during the sudden drop in speed, amidst the rushing sound and the hoarse cries of continuous screams. A gentle voice sounded in her ear, "Don't be afraid."
Just two words, gentle yet inexplicably warm and reassuring, instinctively made her grasp that broad palm in return.
The two words echoed beside Nicole's ear, and that broad palm didn't let go, enveloping her slender fingers tightly, providing her sufficient peace as it brought her back to the ground.
When the staff came over to help unfasten the seatbelt, Nicole was still in a daze, her face somewhat pale, biting her lip without any reaction.
"Miss, we've reached the ground, were you scared? The space shuttle is indeed quite thrilling. Miss...please move your hand so I can unfasten your seatbelt."
