Morgan's POV:
"You're up."
I looked to my right to find Sabrina seated there. She looked exhausted to say the least.
"I guess so." I said.
"Don't worry. The door's locked. None of them will disturb you."
None of who? Uh, right. Winston and Dante. "Is Winston okay?" I asked.
Sabrina tilted her head to the side looking at me from head to toe. When she didn't reply, I slowly shook my head, demanding an explanation.
"Is anything wrong?..."
But I had barely finished the sentence when the news came crashing in me like a boulder. The screech I heard in my ears that was my own voice screaming without realizing it.
"Morgan..." In that voice, I could hear the struggle to keep it cool, to keep it together... To play the big sister. "Morgan?!" I but down on my trembling lip trying to s
