Lia

When Matt told us, I panicked.

The twins must’ve heard us, so we ran out and decided to split up.

“They ran, Rain,” I snapped as we hurried down the corridor. “This wasn’t a game or some moody stroll. They ran.”

Rain jogged beside me, slightly out of breath. “Okay, yes, I got that from the running part. I’m just saying—maybe they panicked.”

“Or maybe they finally snapped,” I muttered. “It’s been building.”

“You think?”

“They’re kids, Rain. ...