Chapter 62 - He cares about you.

POV Zara

I rushed into the airport, feeling a mix of excitement and relief that Clara was finally back. I asked the driver to wait outside as I practically sprinted to the coffee shop where she was waiting. And there she was, sitting at a table surrounded by suitcases of all sizes.

“Clara!” I called out, my voice echoing a little more than I expected.

She looked up immediately, her eyes lighting up when she saw me. Before I knew it, she was running toward me, and we collided in a big, warm hug.

As we pulled apart, I took a good look at her. Clara was just as I remembered—smaller than me, with hair cascading past her shoulders. She was dressed in that adorable British fashion she loved so much, looking like a doll, all petite and stylish.

“Wow, Zara!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with amazement. “I can’t believe it! I just got back, and I’ve already seen your advertisement! They’re playing it even in the airport!”

I blinked, caught off guard. “What advertisement?”

“The candy one!” C