COURTNEY

I rushed down to the school, driving past the speed limits

“Tyler?” I called as I entered the principals office.

His eyes instantly met mine, and his face stretched into a relieved smile. I pulled him into a hug and ignored the principal sitting right opposite him.

“Are you okay? Where is Leah? Is she okay?” I blurt out, feeling his body for any sort of injury, but he didn't give a reaction — at least not a painful kind.

He shook his head sideways negatively, and I ...