Olivia
I rushed outside, my heart pounding with fear, and knocked on the car door where Nathan was slumped over the steering wheel. “Nathan!” I called out, my voice filled with panic. He didn’t stir despite my knocking, and I tried the door handle, finding it locked.
“Nathan, open up,” I begged, knocking harder.
Still, there was no response. I began to fear the worst; perhaps he had somehow been drugged, or passed out completely from exhaustion, or… what if he had a heart attack or something from all of the lack of sleep?
Cursing under my breath, I was just about to turn on my heel to run back inside for the spare car key. But finally, Nathan stirred, lifting his head with a groggy and confused look on his face. He blinked, his eyes focusing on me standing outside. “Liv?” I heard him
