"Ariana!" Calhoun's sleepy voice rang in the corridor as he walked to the living room.
Ariana heard him but the image and writing going on in front of her kept her frozen. She couldn't speak. She had seen this coming. Ethan was not bluffing.
"I've been looking everywhere for you," Calhoun said, walking over to where she sat motionless. He hadn't realized what she was watching. He got to her, and that was when he saw the shock and fear mixed in her eyes.
"Ariana, what is wrong?" He asked, asleep, leaving his eyes completely open. His heart squeezed as he hated to find such expressions on her face.
She was talking. Her eyes were just fixed on the television as she tried to think about the next thing they could do at that point.
Calhoun followed her line of sight and saw the news.
"Etha
