C15 Childhood to adulthood friend

Leyla’s POV

Linda walks down the stairs of the jet to where I am sitting with a worried face, clothes, and hair pushed by the strong wind. "Yla, are you okay?" I nod. She then turns her eyes to Greg. She stands still, scanning the area as if she is searching for something. I know what she is up to, but at this moment, I can’t be of help.

I can’t stand staying around here any minute longer