CLARISSA'S POINT OF VIEW

“Geez, Sophie! Where on earth are you rushing off to in such a hurry?” I called out, sprinting to catch up with her.

“I’m headed to the hospital,” she replied quickly, swinging her bag over her shoulder with a swift motion, barely breaking her stride.

“The hospital?! Is everything okay? Who’s there?” I asked, my confusion deepening as I struggled to keep pace with her. She halted abruptly, turning to face me with a serious expression.

“Listen, C,” she began, her tone grave.

“Royce just called me to let me know that his mom passed out last night and was taken to the hospital.” At that...