Abbie's POV

"Careful. Careful." I warned Marissa to be careful as I helped her settle into bed. My family had come by to check on her as well, and let me tell you, they were equally upset that she left the infirmary ahead of time.

My little sister, Jesse, looked at us worriedly, holding her bear tightly as if for dear life. Her eyebrows were knitted and she pouted, looking at Marissa worriedly. Marissa knew Jesse was a kind soul, she looks at her, giving her smile and winking at Jesse to let hr know that she was ok; but I knew Jesse better. She may smile at you, but...