I rushed towards the door, pulling it open.

“Lena.”

She rolled her eyes and pulled me in for a hug.

“I was so worried about you,” I whispered, holding her to my chest.

She began making dramatic choking sounds.

I smirked, tightening my hold until she started tapping frantically against my arm.

Before I knew it, someone ripped us apart.

“Christ…” I hissed, cradling my injured arm.

My gaze snapped up to meet dark blue eyes.

Fucking Samuel.

“It's alright, Samuel. We were just joking around,” Lena said, placing her hand on his shoulder.

“Piece of shit.” I murmured.

“Is everything alright?” 

I glanced at Henry as he strolled down...