Another call came in.
It was Cyrus.
I didn’t want to pick up. I knew he would be so mad at me for all the mess I made.
But I really didn’t know what to do right now. So I slid the button and Cyrus’s anxious voice carried through the phone.
“What happened, Lola? Paul and Steve told me you changed route and rushed to a hospital. Haven’t you promised me to go home directly? What were you doing in the hospital? The attacker is still out there. DAMMIT! Are you trying to worry me to death?!”
Cyrus sounded so mad and I couldn’t stop my tears from flowing when I thought about Jasper.
“I’m sorry, Cyrus. I didn’t mean to… I just… wanted to visit a friend. It was no one’s fault… Please don’t blame Mr. Pine or anything… I was being stubborn. It was all my fault…”
I’d tried my best to make mysel
