I didn’t even know where the hospital was, but I sat in the car beside Blake as he ferried me there with no idea how serious this situation really was or exactly what was at stake; I might not be able to stay here as Victoria if Brooke was hurt badly. I might have to start again in a new city living with another stranger.
“Are you OK, Victoria?”
I hadn’t even realized I was crying until Blake asked me that.
I was scared about more than having to move, or whether I needed to notify someone of what was going on. I was scared that Brooke might be badly hurt, but I had been trying not to think about that or talk about it with Blake. I didn’t want to say anything about the fact she could have sustained major injuries because talking about it made it more real. I definitely wasn’t a supersti
