Ariana's Pov: The door wasn't locked
I eventually found him standing near the arrivals exit. The area where passengers who had just landed came through after collecting their luggage.
People kept walking past the automatic doors behind him. Families reunited. Friends hugged. Someone was already crying happy tears.
And in the middle of all that, Kian stood there.
Still.
I walked over and stopped beside him. The closer I got, the more I noticed it. How stiff he looked. His shoulders were tense. His jaw was tight.
Whatever had happened earlier with that little girl, it had clearly affected him.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing."
I looked at him.
Yeah. Right. It was definitely not nothing but decided not to argue.
But then again, he looked nothing like alright. He looked like he'
