Elijah's Point of View
I stare at my phone for a few seconds before turning around and looking at Kathryn.
Tears are welled up in her eyes, her hand clasped in front of her mouth.
"Oh my god... They actually found him, Elijah. He is safe."
She says, removing her hand from her mouth, her voice thick with emotion. I nod my head slowly.
"Are you coming with me or are you taking your own car?"
I ask coldly and she hesitates.
I shake my head, rolling my eyes as I turn and head for the door.
"Fine, I'll just see you there."
As I reach for the handle, her voice stops me.
"Elijah! Wai!"
I turn to look at her, my eyebrow arched, my hand still on the handle.
"What?"
I ask exasperated, and she shuffles, tugging a piece of hair behind her ear.
"I'll come with you? If that's okay? J
