Susan’s eyes widened in astonishment at the sound of Jess’s voice emanating from her phone. Hastily, she rose from her seat, putting some distance between herself and Enzo. “Jess… you’re alive?” she uttered, her voice tinged with disbelief.
“Yeah, surprisingly,” Jess replied, her tone tinged with disbelief. “I thought I was a goner, but here I am, very much alive. Looks like I dodged a bullet, quite literally. I’ll be back at school come Monday.”
Susan’s throat felt dry and her heart pounded with a mixture of relief and confusion. She stole a glance at Enzo, who remained seated, sipping his coffee seemingly unaware of the conversation unfolding. “Uh,” her voice came out shaky. “We… um… we were all beside ourselves with worry. We thought you were gone for good, especially after your mom’s
