Jenna sprinted to the airport. he wanted to make sure Ryan was okay. He'd be fine, because he'd promised to come home and he'd promised Jenna a lot more.
Jenna, Clara, and several of the victims' families were in the same room, waiting for news that would at least put them at ease.
Meanwhile, Jenna, although in her heart hoped the same thing, but still she couldn't shake off the anxiety that surrounded her heart right now. He really hoped this news was just a dream that appeared in broad daylight. Not a reality that might break his heart.
Clara shielded Jenna from the crowds crammed in for reassurance. Is it true that their families were victims of the plane crash? If so, is it possible to survive?
Jenna couldn't hold back the tears that had been flowing down her cheeks. He repeatedly asked the officer for an explanation, who had been attacked by others since then. Really the atmosphere there is very much like a demonstration.
