Elizabeth’s POV.
I was too frozen to say a word. Too shocked and scared to even blink, in case an unexpected slap came my way.
The very thought of her terrified me and I wasn't great at hiding it.
Rose noticed as she noticed how firmly gripped my hand and shook me.
“Come on,” she said, “You've been sitting for this long and I don't like it. Talk to me.”
She saw how air was trapped in my throat, suffocating me with fear and dread and my friend didn't like it.
I didn't either.
I looked into the mirror in front of me and I noticed my pale face that had suddenly developed wrinkles.
I was doomed.
“Look. She has come back. That's a given but you don't need to be too shaken by this, come on. Say something, my friend.”
What was there to say?
That I felt so lightheaded I thought I would
