After a few days in Greece, they finally returned home, bringing a sense of relief and joy to everyone waiting.
The flight had been calm, but Aria barely sat still the whole time. Her hand kept moving—turning slightly, lifting, admiring her ring. Again. And again.
Ryan noticed. Of course he did. But he didn't say anything, just watched her quietly, a faint, almost invisible smile forming now and then.
At the airport, Katy, Mrs Carter, and Aria's aunt were already waiting. Standing together, excited and impatient.
Katy kept looking toward the arrival gate every few seconds. "Where are they?