Arissa paced up and down around the ward in deep thought. She couldn't imagine Jocelyn haven't returned nor called her after hours of leaving.
Her fingers holding her phone clenched them with her mind hanging on the thread line of going crazy from fear. She can't lose Jocelyn. Not now, not ever especially not now she's losing everyone in her life.
From her parents to Mr. Adams, Richard, and now Jocelyn? No, she can't let her best friend slip off her fingers so easily as she did with Richard.
Richard's case was complicated. She has to give him some space to keep him safe. No matter what anyone says, she knows he doesn't have to know about all of these.
Being alive and staying mad at her was far better than visiting him in his grave. If he finds out about all of this, she doesn't know the decisions he might take, and she knows her father would surely hunt his tail down.
