”Sibal, did Elijah text you?” I asked, a bit weary.

My phone is dead. And we’re currently on our way home. It’s night time already. For sure Elijah is bombarding me with text messages.

”Yes ma’am.” Sibal answered.

I nodded and rested my head on the car seat after. I don’t know why I feel so tired. It’s been a long day. My mind is blank after hearing all of Angelo’s chitchat. I just know that I have to deal with what's coming my way.

Can I really do that? Can I actually ...