Willow's POV
I sat in Brax's room, my nerves fraying with every passing second. The air felt thick, suffused with the heavy silence that comes only when you're stuck in your thoughts. I clenched my hands together, my knuckles turning white as I stared at the doorway, praying that Brax would walk in and everything would be okay. But the more time that passed, the more my hope started to wane.
Suddenly, I heard the front door swing open. My heart leapt in my chest. Finally, I thought, rushing to the doorway and peeking out. I saw Brax storming through the house, his footsteps echoing with each furious step. Kasey and Dillon entered shortly after, their expressions solemn. They exchanged a look that did nothing to alleviate my fears.
"What happened?" I asked, rushing towards them.
Dillon
