As we turned toward the sound, my stomach flipped with anticipation. I slowly got up from my seat and walked toward it. Michael reached out to grab my hand, temporarily stopping me. “Please. Let’s run away now, before she gets inside,” he whispered. I shook my head sadly. “No,” I told him, reluctantly prying my fingers from his grasp. “You know it wouldn’t work, anyway.” He bowed his head and I could tell he was angry. I walked to the door and opened it for Yvonne. “You ready?” she asked. I shrugged. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” She looked behind me at Jessica and Michael, then back to me. “Okay, let’s go.” “Wait,” Jessica called. She walked over to us and wrapped her arms around me in a hug. After a moment she stepped back to let Michael hug me. I hugged him back with all my might, but it was interrupted when Yvonne tapped my shoulder. I stepped back from him and followed her out into the hallway. “My car is parked outside,” she said as we went down the elevator.
