Yvette's POV
Dave walked in on me drinking a glass of juice while the others did my shopping for me. He looked me from head to toe and I couldn't help but curl up.
"Are you okay?"
I shook my head in response, hoping he'd just leave already. He placed the back of his hand against my forehead instead before muttering something I wasn't fast enough to catch.
"It's been a while now so I'll inform them to start rounding up."
"That will be good," I forced a small smile. "Thanks."
With one nod, he left.
Soon, I followed Dave to the car and waited for the others to catch up before we drove back home. Dave had suggested we take a longer route and stop by at a restaurant.
Every experience felt surreal until it was time to finally go home.
"I'll leave all the luggage in a
