Elma's POV:
Sarah walked to the food Jacob brought. "So you were starving," I scoffed, and she frowned at me.
I didn't want to be the third wheel, so I better leave. "Good night." I turned to leave when Sarah asked, "Are you going to meet Anthony?"
"Is he my bed?" I sneered. "I miss the times you couldn't talk," she added, and I rolled my eyes before I walked to my car and drove out.
At that moment, I received a call from Kim: "Yes?"
"Mother, you are not at the mansion. Where did you go?"
"What happened?" I asked instead.
"You got better, and I was hoping to talk with you."
"Oh, I am on my way. Are you still there?"
"I left, but I am home now. Can you come?" She pleaded, and I sighed.
"Is your dad at home?"
"No," she replied, and I sighed in relief before I said, "Okay, I am coming," then I hung up.
I played an audio that was talking about malignant encephalitis.
