GUILIA
I arrived in the States 14 hours later. It was a long journey, and I slept throughout the flight back to my country. It could be because I didn't get sufficient rest last night, or the baby. I couldn't tell what caused it.
The moment I left the airport, I called Kenzo to tell him I had arrived. I was lucky enough to meet a kind old lady who let me use her phone after I helped her sort out her luggage.
He answered on the fourth ring when I thought he wouldn't pick up.
“Hello?” His voice sounded unsure like he wasn't expecting me to be calling so soon.
“Kenzo! It's me, Lia!”
There was a rustle from his side before I heard him speak up. “I was with Mark then, so I had to rush to my room,” he explained. “Where are you now?”
“I'm in Seattle.”
“Wow, that's wonderful to hear.
