Lyssa
The silence felt too loud. We sat in Emilia's front room together, neither one of us wanting to be alone when we got back to the house. Emilia sat beside me on the couch, her knee bouncing nonstop. My hands were clenched together in my lap, fingers trembling no matter how hard I tried to stop them. Deep breath in through the nose and out through the mouth. We were safe. We both knew that. But knowing that didn't stop the feelings or the fear of what could have happened.
"You okay?"
Emilia asked softly. I nodded automatically.
"Yeah. You?"
She let out a breath.
"I don't know. I keep thinking about… what would've happened."
My stomach twisted.
"Yeah," I whispered. "Me too."
Because I knew, we both did. We would've been gone. No one would've known right away. We would have ju
