Annelise's POV
Esther entered Ethan's car too so she wouldn't waste her car's gas because we were all going to the same place.
Ethan entered the car first while Esther and I followed suit. I don't know if I'm just being paranoid, but Ethan looked angry; the way his hand was on the steering wheel confirmed that, and I frowned.
Was it a problem at work? He didn't say a word till we got to the hospital. The look on his face wasn't a friendly one at all.
He got out of the car first, then came to open my door with that sullen look on his face. I wasn't the only one who noticed; Esther did too.
“What's wrong with him? He's acting really weird,” she asked after Ethan had gone ahead, walking really fast.
"I don't know either. He hasn't said a word to me,” I whispered as we both walked directly behind him.
We all got into the hospital and put down our names with the lady at the desk.
I led us to the room my mother was being held in, with nervousness and anxiety building up inside me again.
