89. Hospital

REBECCA

I didn’t know how much I sobbed or how much time had passed but at some point, my eyes stopped producing tears and I gave up trying to call him.

Ninety-three times I called and not one did he answer.

Where was he? Oliver had never slept outside the house without prior notice and I always knew his exact location.

I called Christopher too but he wasn't answering and it was obvious that I was being ignored.

Where did he go so late? Did he go to her? The image of him embracing Annie who would gladly welcome him in her open arms took air from my lungs and I gasped for breath, choking on my own tears.

I pushed him away. I did that.

Why didn't I walk into the room to see for myself? There were CCTV's everywhere, I could as well check one of them now to find out if he spoke the truth but I was too terrified to confirm for myself that he was right.

I overreacted. I let my emotions get the better of me.

I sat on the couch, waiting, with my arms wrapped around my knees as I drew