Eliana's POV
"Elie, are you home?" Juliette's voice came through the phone the moment I picked up.
"Yeah." I answered as I ate my spaghetti— I was having lunch. And then I heard her crying over the phone. "Hey, what's wrong?" I asked immediately, dropping my fork.
"I'll tell you when I come." She said immediately and ended the call.
It was up to 30 minutes later that Juliette arrived. Her knock came fast and uneven, three quick raps followed by silence.
“Juliette?” I called, half expecting no reply.
The door swung open before I even reached it. She stepped inside quickly, eyes red, hair sticking to her face. One look told me she’d been crying.
“Elie…” she breathed out, voice trembling. “I couldn’t— I couldn’t stay there. I just needed to see you.”
"What happened?” My stomach dropp
