“His car is totally wrecked. They had to cut him out of it. They’re saying it’s really bad, Hermione.”
My legs feel weak and I have to sit silently on the edge of my bed.
The room feels like it’s spinning. Adam? A wrecked car? Blood?
“Is he…?” I can’t even say the word. I'm terrified.
“I don’t know! They took him to the Elite Care hospital. The reports are just saying his condition is critical. That’s all I know.”
Critical?
“Hermione? Are you still there?”
“Yeah,” I whisper back, but my voice sounds strange to my own ears.
“What are we gonna do? Do we go there?”
“I’m going to the hospital.”
“Do you want me to come with you?”
“No. I’ll… I’ll call you when I know something.”
I hang up before she can say anything else. My hands are shaking so bad I can barely function.
I pull my
