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Twenty Eight - Celia Killian
Genevieve got home around four o'clock that afternoon and sat patiently while I told her of the events that had happened earlier.
Nova was still asleep upstairs and Eric had gone home, saying he'd call me later. I had since calmed myself down, and I tried to relay the story to Genevieve as evenly as possible. I had expected her to be furious at the carelessness displayed, but I received no such reaction."A speeding car! My goodness, is Nova okay?" Her eyes were wide with worry and I nodded quickly.
"Yes, the car stopped just in time. No one was hurt."
"Thank God everyone is alright," she said, placing her palm on her chest and letting out a breath. "I couldn't imagine the circumstances if that car hadn't stopped."
"You aren't mad? I feel like this is my fault." I frowned.
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