I start sweating—a cold sweat that slides from the nape of my neck right down my back and I swallow thickly as tears well in my eyes.“Olivia?” Seth says my name as tears spill over the brim. “Is-is he okay?”I bite my bottom lip too hard and I immediately taste blood. Mason leans forward, but I can’t see him. All I see is my father’s angry face. “He’s alive and he’s in the Portland hospital. I’m here with him and your mom. Do you want me to come get you?” “No, I’ll be there soon.” I don't want Seth to drive all the way here and then back to the hospital. I hang up and wipe the tears off my cheek.“Is everything okay?”Far from it. I shake my head. “I need a ride to the hospital. My dad had a heart attack.”Mason jogs to his office and grabs his jacket and keys. “Let’s go.” I rise unsteadily from my chair still in total shock. I’m glad my dad is okay, but the thought of being so close to losing him eats at me. Is it because I yelled at him? Mason’s car is parked right out the front of his shop.