It's Not Mrs. Tyler

Sarah's POV:

We had been sitting in the car for more than ten minutes, but nothing happened. Why did Jacob ask me to drive here? 

"Do you think we are out of danger?" I asked Elma, who did not respond.

"These few days, I regretted a lot of things. Was I going to die without telling Jacob for once that I loved him?" I chuckled. I never even said the word to him, so how could I die?

"Was I going to die without forgiving my parents? Or without calling my real mom 'mother' for once."

"A lot of things, huh? If I escape this situation, I am doing all those things first."

I sighed, and a tear rolled down my cheeks. "It will be fun doing that with you, so speak to me."

Was she going to stay this way forever? My heart ached a lot, and I thought it was all just my fault.

"Elma"

We both stayed there for long and I was hungry, thirsty, and sleepy.