*Olivia*
Dahlia answered her phone, her face white as a sheet. I absently chewed on my bottom lip, anxiety threatening to overwhelm me. I forced myself to take a deep breath and let it out. It wouldn’t help anybody for me to have a panic attack right now.
“Hold on, Tallon. Let me put you on speaker,” Dahlia said, looking at me.
Her face was a mirror of my emotions. We both stared into each other’s eyes, terrified that Tallon was going to give us horrible news. I sent out a prayer to the universe that everyone was safe. I didn’t know if the universe was listening or not, but it felt like the right thing to do.
‘Hold it together, hold it together,’ I repeated to myself. No matter what Tallon said, I had to keep my wits about me. Dahlia had already been through so much, and I didn’t want to fall apart on her like I had after we’d been attacked. I needed to be a stronger friend.
