#Chapter 90: The Past That Haunts Us

The two figures barrelled towards us. “Ethan! Ava!” A girlish voice screeched as they got closer. I recognized it immediately as belonging to Olivia, and a rushing wave of relief flooded my body. I felt the fear roll from my muscles, tension melting away as the realization hit me. Olivia tackled me in a hug, throwing her arms around me and digging her chin into my shoulder as she held me as tightly as she could. I hugged her back lightly, adrenaline still coursing through my veins. Mars was the other figure, of course. He shook hands with Ethan and hugged in that overly masculine way that men typically did. “What are you doing home?” I asked as she pulled away from me. Tears were streaming down her face, snot collected just under her nose. She had been crying for a while by the looks of it. “We heard what happened,” Mars said matter-of-factly, but apparently that was not what Olivia wanted to say. She frowned and looked between Ethan and I with mock fury in her eyes.