[Abbie’s POV]
I stare up at the large building in front of me while feeling like I was staring down the very gates of hell. How was it possible that a place that was such a big part of my life growing up had become somewhere that I actually dreaded? It was amazing how just a few weeks could change everything.
“Are you coming?”
Rachel’s voice drifts through my hazy mind, overpowering the voice in the back of my head that is screaming for me to turn around and run.
Was this a good idea? Was I acting too impulsively by coming here so quickly, not knowing what was actually waiting for me?
“Well?” Rachel snaps, her impatience clear in her tone. “Did you just come here to stare, or are you getting cold feet? What happened to all that vibrato from just a while ago?”
“I’m coming.” I sigh, pu
