93

OLIVIA

I press the doorbell, hoping for a quick response. I don't want to be stuck outside. Luck doesn't seem to be on my side as I have to ring the doorbell again. I press the doorbell once more, but still no response.

I bring out my phone from my jeans pocket; texting Aiden is the right thing to do now.

Just as I am about to text him, the door jerks open, and I raise my head to meet Bryan's gaze.

“ Hi,” Bryan says, giving me a nod.

“ Hi,” I say. “ Aiden is inside, right?”

Should that even be a question? He wouldn't ask me to come if he wasn't there. But, I need to be sure.

“ Yes,” He replies. “ He's in the kitchen, though.”

He opens the door a little wider, allowing me to enter. I step into the living room, and he locks the door behind me.

“ Bro, someone is here for you!” Bryan yells before settling on a couch nearby, his eyes fixed on the show playing on the television screen.

“ Hazel,”

I hear a familiar voice, the only voice that can rouse me in the middle of the night.

Ai