"Uh, Kirsten." Corbyn's voice immediately filled me with concern as she furrowed her eyebrows down at her phone.
"I know why we haven't heard from Ruthy today....and I know why Danny hasn't answered either." I felt sick as I waited for her to continue.
"What?" I choked out. She got up from her bed and walked towards mine. Kyra was quick to come over to us. She handed me her phone.
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Look at who we ran into @RuthyyyBabyyy and @DanielKalakua
I feel my stomach twist as I looked at the photo. I felt physically sick and pain. My head started spinning, and I was completely blocking out whatever Corbyn was trying to tell me.
"Kirsten?" I look up at her, trying to form words but failing.
"They probably just ran into each other. Danny's a gentleman, so he probably offered to help her out so that way she wasn't alone," Kyra said, probably trying to calm me down and I shook my head,
"You don't really believe that," I muttered, and Kyra sighed.
"Look Kirsten, just confront Ruthy or Danny tomorrow. You could even talk to Ruthy when she gets back. I'm sure everything will be explained then," she smiled sympathetically as I frowned down at the picture before handing Corbyn her phone back.
"I'm gonna try and sleep. I really don't want to deal with this right now. There's so much more I could be focusing on," I huffed and grabbed my clothes to change.
"Try not to think about this too much, Kirsten," Corbyn smiled.
"I'm sure it's nothing." They both walked to the door, Corbyn showing Kyra out.
"Get well rested for tomorrow, babe! Love you!" I heard her yell as she left.
"I love you too," I shouted and then went into the bathroom. Would Ruthy really betray me like that? Would Danny?
