The words aren’t making sense.
Nothing is making sense.
It’s like I’m hearing everything in a foreign language.
“I’m sorry…what?”
Charlotte’s shrill voice comes over the line again. I finally understand this time, but I wish I didn’t.
“Bella, you have to come home?—”
My vision sways.
My heart sinks.
My stomach drops.
The phone thuds on the carpet.
Grayson is suddenly kneeling in front of me, his face full of worry. He keeps trying to talk—everyone keeps trying to talk—but I can’t. Not as those words ring through my mind.
Grayson picks up my phone, his brows furrowed as he listens to Charlotte.
I see the moment the words land. It’s like a physical blow.
Time, the cruel wicked thing, slows in a moment I want to be over.
Grayson looks to me, those blue eyes filled with unending sadness lifting slowly to mine.
The words ring through my head again.
Your mom’s not going to make it through another day.
LAYLA
my mom called
I’m getting the next flight I can
I’ll be there as quickly as possible, Bella
I love you
Chapter 53
Grayson
GRAYSON
It’s Trisha
they say she isn’t going to make it through another dayMOM
oh Grayson I’m so sorry
what can I do?
let me help