Liana's POV
The fluorescent lights shone from above, casting sterile patches of light that made all the feelings in my chest feel jagged and raw. My footsteps echoed in lwith Stanley's by my side, each footstep heavy with exhaustion and expectation.
I hadn't even realized how deeply I'd been breathing until I saw the familiar corner that led me to Cam's room. My chest eased a bit, but not all the way. Atleast not until I could see her for myself.
Stanley followed me, his hand lightly sweeping over the small of my back as we turned the corner. The casual touch anchored me more than he likely knew. It was a firm and unspoken support in the midst of my turmoil. My mother stood just inside by the door her arms folded across her chest with a scarf drawn tightly around her hair as always when
