Honey stepped off the lift to find her two best friends waiting for her at the front door. She could tell Lauren had been pacing, her phone clutched to her ear, while Maggie leaned against the wall, arms crossed tightly over her chest. They both looked up at the ding of the elevator, and their expressions shifted from worry to shock.
"Oh my God, Honey!" Maggie rushed forward, doctor mode instantly activated as she reached for Honey's face. "What the hell happened to you?"
Honey winced as Maggie's fingers hovered near her bruised cheek. "It's a long story."
"No, I don't need to speak to him now, thank you," Lauren said into her phone, eyes locked on Honey's face. "She just got here." She disconnected the call and hurried over. "I was trying to get hold of your father. We've been worried
