Damon
The second I saw a call from Wren my heart clenched.
She never called me during the day unless something was wrong. A message? Sure. A selfie of Liam with chocolate on his face? I lived for those. But an actual phone call? That meant trouble.
My hand trembled as I answered, and her voice panicked, cracked confirmed my worst fear.
“Something happened…Liam got hurt. I’m on my way to the hospital but my car God it won’t start ”
"What hospital?" I asked, though I didn't recognise my own voice.
She told me. I hang up.
Everything after that blurred. I was already out the door, my body already acting on some primal instincts. I grabbed the keys and drove like a madman
The hospital doors slid open, and the antiseptic air hit me like a physical blow.
Then I saw her...them.
Wren. C
