Ava hated airports.
She had never particularly liked them before.
Now she was certain.
They were terrible.
The building wasn't even that crowded.
People moved calmly through security lines.
Families hugged goodbye.
Announcements echoed overhead.
Everything looked normal.
Ordinary.
Yet Ava felt like her entire world was ending.
Which was ridiculous.
Completely ridiculous.
Noah was leaving for two weeks.
Not forever.
Not months.
Not years.
Two weeks.
Fourteen days.
A normal person would survive that easily.
Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling very normal.
Not where Noah was concerned.
Sarah and Richard had driven them to the airport that morning.
The ride had been painfully awkward.
Not because anyone suspected anything.
Because nobody did.
At least Ava hoped nobody d
