Tish POV
I follow Oliver into the cabin even though I do not feel well. My stomach is turning, and I am worried that I might vomit. I must be staggering because Oliver catches me by the arm and guides me into the small cabin bedroom.
"Are you okay?" He whispers before we enter.
"Fine," I retort. It isn't about me right now. It is about Raven. So, I do what I do best and push my feelings to the side.
I open the door to the bedroom, and Raven is sitting on the bed, smiling brightly at me. It is not exactly the reception I was expecting from her, but I will take all of the kind faces that I can get at the moment.
I must not have returned her smile, and Raven hops to her feet, much to Oliver's chagrin. She is at my side in seconds, tilting my head to the side.
"When di
