(Sabrina’s POV)
"Mom?"
Jake's voice sounds distant. Like he's speaking to me from the end of a long tunnel.
"Mom, are you okay?"
I blink, forcing myself to focus. We're still in Dustin's hospital room. He's still lying in that bed, pale but alive. Still waiting for my answer to his plea for reconciliation.
But all I can think about is Ethan.
When did he leave? How long has he been gone?
Why did he leave without saying anything?
"I'm fine, baby." The lie tastes like ash. "Just... thinking."
Dustin's watching me with those hopeful eyes. Desperate. Pleading. Like his entire future hinges on what I say next.
But I can't be his salvation. Can't give him what he wants.
Turning, I walk out of the room to look for a bathroom. Any bathroom. Somewhere private where I can pull myself toget
