I turned on my heel and walked to the door, heading out into the quiet hallway. I made my way down the long, winding halls, hoping to find somebody I knew, and I smiled ever so slightly when I spotted Eli through a window. He was standing outside smoking a cigarette.

“He didn’t yell at me,” I said as I walked out of the emergency exit and went up to Eli. “I was expecting swearing and yelling. I got neither. I got a hug.”

“A hug?” Eli repeated, flicking ash from his cigarette.

“I know, I was shocked too,” I nodded. “He told me to go home and rest. I...