Chloe’s POV

I walked like my body no longer belonged to me.

Jake and Tyler followed behind like they were protecting us.

Tyler had made the calls to the police so we were allowed.

The hallway stretched endlessly, white and sterile, every step echoing too loudly in my ears. The nurse led us through two security doors, each one requiring clearance, each one reminding me that my sister’s life was now something that needed guarding like classified information. The officers ampere at ...