Callie's POV
My phone slipped in my trembling hand.
For a second, I couldn't hear anything except the loud pounding of my heartbeat.
Dad… a heart attack? No.
No, that couldn't be right.
Claire had to be mistaken. She had to be.
The room suddenly felt too small. The warmth from the fireplace disappeared. Everything around me blurred.
"Callie."
Dominic's voice sounded distant.
I didn't answer. My legs felt weak.
"Callie."
He was standing in front of me now. His hands settled firmly on my shoulders.
"Look at me."
I slowly lifted my head.
His expression changed the moment he saw my face.
"What happened?"
My lips parted, but nothing came out. I swallowed hard.
"It's..."
My voice cracked.
"It's my dad."
His brows drew together.
"What about him?"
I shook my head, struggling
