Willow’s POV
Standing on the curb as Dillon and Brax drove away, a wave of dread washed over me. My heart ached, a twisted knot of fear and worry for both of them. They each held a piece of my heart, and the thought of anything happening to them was unbearable.
I didn’t realise how long I’d been staring after their car until Nat called my name. “Willow! Are you coming?”
“Yeah,” I replied, pulling myself together. I climbed into Kasey’s car, feeling oppressed by the silence of the ride back. I had hoped we’d go to Brax's parents’ place, but Kasey drove us to Brax’s house instead. The chance to inform Brax’s father of what I’d discovered would have to wait. I'll call him later, I promised myself.
As we pulled up, I got out of the car and waited for Nat to say goodbye to Kasey. Their bud
