Page 72 of The Pact
“I’ll need anything else she left with you. Any documents, phone numbers. School information. I have a copy of their will.”
“Wyatt,” she starts.
“Evelyn, I’ll need all of it.”
“Okay,” she says with a hiccup. “I’ll have everything ready.”
I nod and look over my shoulder at Presley.
“I’ll be there in a few hours.”
Presley nods again and mouths,I’m coming with you.
I turn back to the phone. “Presley and me.”
Evelyn lets out another sob. “Okay.”
I end the call without saying goodbye.
The grief is massive and waiting, but now there’s something in front of it.
My sister’s babies need me.
I walk around the couch and make my way toward my bedroom.
“Saint,” Presley says, following me.
“I need to pack a bag.”
“I know. We’re going to use my family’s plane,” she says firmly.
I open my mouth to argue, but she steps in front of me and presses gently against my chest.
“Look,” she says. “I’ve already spoken to my dad, and he’s making the arrangements right now. Alie is going to my place to pack a bag for me and will meet me at the plane.”
If she wasn’t here with me right now, I’m not sure what I would do because I didn’t even think about how I was going to get to the kids tonight, just that I was going.
“Go pack your bag, and I’ll take care of the rest, okay? And I need you to breathe.”
“Bossing me around.”
Her eyes fill with tears, but she blinks them back and bites her lip.
“Yeah, I am,” she whispers.
I stare at her. “I don’t have a clue what to do here, Doc,” I admit.
Presley’s hands slide up to frame my face.
“I know,” she says. “But I’m right here with you. You’re not in this alone, okay?”
I nod.
“Now, go do what you need to do. We need to be at the plane in an hour,” she says.
Walking into my room, I head right to my closet and grab a bag and start stuffing it with clothes. I don’t even know what I’m taking. I’m on autopilot.
I have to keep moving until I get to Remy and Rhyan.
