The arrivals hall of the airport buzzed with people.
Charlotte stood quietly in the crowd with a small suitcase beside her. Her right hand was wrapped in white bandages.
The long flight had left her pale, but her eyes held a clarity she hadn't felt in a long time.
"Charlotte?"
A warm male voice called out.
She looked up. A tall man in a light gray sweater and gold-rimmed glasses was walking toward her,
Hudson Gomez.
He carried himself with quiet elegance.
"Hi. I'm Hudson," he said with a smile. His eyes briefly paused on the bandage around her hand before he naturally took her suitcase. "Long flight? I'll take you to get something good to eat."
"Thank you... Hudson. Sorry for the trouble..." Charlotte replied softly, her voice still a little hoarse.
"No trouble at all." Hudson wa
