Sydney James
It's been a few weeks since my best friend and her son were almost killed. I have been at the hospital every day waiting for her to open her eyes. Jake and her father were a mess, and I had to be strong for them, but I was losing hope that she would ever wake up.
When Tyler called yesterday, I broke down and told him everything. He had been trying to get a hold of Winter, but was getting worried when she hadn't responded in a week. I had been trying to keep it together for Wyatt's sake, but the weight of the situation was crushing me.
"Baby?" Wyatt grumbled, lacing our fingers together as I lay awake on his chest. "You should be sleeping," he said, kissing my head.
I hummed my response as I stared at the ceiling. Worry and guilt clenched my heart. I should have gone with W
