Olive's POV
"Of course we came", I cradled Atria in my arms, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest. She was still breathing.
"We need to get out of here. Fast", Ron was standing guard by the door, on the lookout for any sighting of Serena or Ethan.
"Yes"
Dalton crouched as I put Atria on his back. He stood back up like it took very little effort to hold her.
"Are you guys ready?", Ron asked, with an urgency in his voice.
"Yes. Come on Dalton"
I held his bag, strapping it in front of me before following closely behind. Ron took the lead this time, eyes darting in every direction on the lookout for any signs of danger.
We were close to the door, my heart was thumping ridiculously fast in my chest for fear of being caught.
It'd be a disaster if Serena stumbled across us or
