Serena’ s POV
I collapsed onto the hotel bed after another exhausting day, immediately grabbing my phone to check for messages. A smile spread across my face when I saw Ryan's request for a video call. Despite the time difference between London and the States, we'd been trying to connect whenever possible.
"Hey there," I said softly as his face appeared on my screen. Even through the pixelated video, his eyes made my heart skip.
"You look tired," Ryan noticed immediately, his brows furrowing with concern. "Working late again?"
I nodded, shifting to get more comfortable. "Fashion Week preparations are killing me. How's everything back home?"
"Missing you," he answered simply, making me blush.
"I miss you both so much," I admitted, feeling a familiar ache in my chest.
