The phone slipped from my ear and landed on the desk with a loud thud.
Harrison was in my house.
With my mother.
My whole body was shaking. Panic rose inside me fast, like water filling my chest, but I forced myself to stay calm. I had to stay calm. If I panic, I can't help Mom. Losing control wouldn't help Mom at all. I needed to think clearly.
I grabbed my jacket, shoved Julian's notebook into my bag, and hurried out of the dorm. I didn't call Victor. I didn't call Xander. Harrison said come alone.
I wasn't waiting for anyone.
I was going home. Now.
The drive felt endless. It felt like hours. Every familiar turn, every street I knew since I was a kid, seemed to take longer than usual. And every red light tested my patience. I wanted to scream at the lights.
I kept thinking about
