(Fiona’s POV)
The night eventually grew quiet as I slouched in my bed, and my body slowly released itself from the tension. I slide my palms across my face, heaving out a sigh. I dragged my hand across my bed, reaching for my phone only to see lots of missed calls. Dad had called me.
My heart skipped a beat as thoughts rushed through my head.
“Oh my god, could Marian possibly have called my parents? f**k!”
In one swift motion, I swiped over to my phone to check my messages and saw that he had dropped a message.
“Marian called earlier to inform us you're doing okay, this is rather unusual but we only wanted to check up on you. Don't disgrace us over there—see you soon.”
As much as I wasn't expecting that at all—relief ran through my soul like a flowing river.
But barely thirty mi
