Camila’s POV
I stood amidst the bustling crowd in the airport’s arrival section, clutching a cardboard sign with my best friend’s name scrawled across it. She should be out any time soon.
Damn, I didn’t realize how much I’ve missed her until this very moment. I had driven to the airport with zero to no anticipation at all, but standing here and seeing people welcome their loved ones just made me feel it.
Dylan was like the sister I never had, actually, she was more of a sister to me than my own stepsister ever was. I had met her during one of the hardest moments of my life and so she had, and we had been strength to each other’s struggling selves.
I just wish that she would move here, but then again, we would have to close down the company there at New Jersey, and that wasn’t even a
