BRIELLE
My phone rang again just as Dylan and I were getting ready to head over to tell Shawn the good news.
It was Silvie.
I knew she was definitely calling to ask about Shawn… she had seen the frantic way I had exited our apartment, and I knew she was undeniably worried as well.
"Hey."
"Lucia, how's Shawn?"
"He's not good, Syl. He's in very critical condition and the doctors don't think he's going to make it." I told her.
"Oh Lucia, I'm so sorry to hear that."
"Yeah, we all are." I admitted sadly. "But there's good news too." I told her, my voice lightening up a little at the change. "Savannah just gave birth. She's healthy, and so are the babies." I said.
"Oh my God, that's excellent news!!! I'll be at the hospital as soon as I can."
"Sure, sure." I answered.
"I guess it's safe to say you haven't heard the news then?" I raised an eyebrow in puzzlement. "News? What news?"
