"I'll be there."
After we hung up, I stayed seated for a minute, phone still in my hand.
I hadn't slept much. Not because I was scared. Mostly because my mind wouldn't slow down. Every time I closed my eyes, I replayed things out of order. The sound of glass breaking. Zane's voice when he told me to shoot. The way my hands wouldn't stop shaking afterward.
I stood up and got ready without thinking too hard about it. Jeans. A simple top. Shoes I could walk in. Nothing that drew attention.
By the time I reached my grandfather's house, the driveway was already crowded.
Lucas's car was parked near the front. Noah's beside it. One of the staff opened the door before I even knocked.
Inside, the house felt exactly the same as it always did. Quiet.
Ivy was in the living room, standing near the window. She turned the second she saw me and walked over quickly.
"Elaine."
She hugged me tightly, arms wrapping around my waist. I hugged her back, steady, familiar.
"You okay?" I asked.
