Anderson's knees buckled when he couldn't hold it in anymore. He fell to the ground and leaned back on a tree with his head bent and held in his hand. He did not miss the glare Hannah sent to him before she left. The fear he had for her made him think he was going to die soon and today, he had just confirmed it. He had tied her up and now she was going to kill him. He probably has only a few days… a few hours left before she kills him.
Oliver squatted before Anderson and moved to hug him. He was hesitant at first but seeing that Anderson had not pushed him away yet, he grew bolder and hugged him fully.
"Oliver," Anderson called softly and Oliver detached himself from the hug to look at his face. Anderson was looking down and his lips were slightly curved downwards. He looked like he was on the brink of tears. "She is going to kill me isn't she?" He asked as a tear fell from his eye and stained his cheek. Oliver gently wiped the tears off before shaking his head,
