Her heart broke as she looked at his expressionless face. His eyes, usually bright and friendly, were a steely, cold blue that day. His gaze gave her chills, and bumps formed on her arms. He was angry about…. something. She just didn't know what.
"Hello" He said, in a monotone voice that spoke volumes about what he was feeling, but none of it made sense.
"Hey, I'm glad you're back! I missed you." She replied her voice cheerful, despite the lump in her throat. Her crystal blue eyes looked to his hopefully, looking for that spark of the man he was before.
"Did you?" He asked, bemusedly, and his lips quirked in a half-smile.
She nodded, her golden hair spilling over her shoulder as she did. But something in his face, in his stance, kept her from running to him and wrapping him in her loving embrace. He stood as if her was expecting a fight, as if he were bracing himself for something terrible. Her eyes reflected her concern, as she looked at him, taking in his rumpled clothes, his haggard face, and his fighting stance.
"Why are you here?" He asked, his voice harsh. Her eyes widened in surprise.
"Because I love you, Darien." She said softly, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Oh" he said, "I don't love you, Serena. You shouldn't have come."
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked at him. She had come here, to the airport, to meet him. She had known he was coming back today, after his trip to America, he had told her before he left. That was two weeks ago, what had happened in that short amount of time to make everything change? She stared at him, not comprehending what was happening.
"What happened, Darien? You told me you loved me before you left…" He looked at her for a moment, completely unconcerned, then shouldered his bag, and walked past her, leaving her there to figure out what had happened.