Savannah
The moment the screen lit up, I snatched my phone off the charger, thumb flying to dial Eve. She picked up after two rings.
"Thank God," I whispered. "What happened? Adelaide told me Jermaine fainted. How is he? Where is he?"
"He's fine now," she said calmly. Too calmly. "We're at the hospital."
"And?"
"They checked him. Said it was just stress on his heart. You know how the condition is."
"Did you call me?"
She paused. "I didn't want you panicking. There's already enough going on. He's stable now. They said we'll need to admit him to prep for surgery and observation since it's five days away."
I let out a long breath. "Thank God. We've stretched it long enough."
But then came a silence that didn’t feel normal. Not in my conversations with Eve. I waited. She didn’t fill
