Kellan's POV
I was pacing around in the living room when it came. The incessant buzzing on the table; I reached to snatch it up with not a lot of thought on whom it would be; it was Eliza.
"Tell me you have something," I pressed, an edge to my tone, though tension in my voice belied a composure.
"Mr. Easton," Eliza started, but just then, an inflection of the tone that began to rise her voice sent my alarm bells ringing. "There's been an accident.”
"What's wrong?" My stomach twisting into a tight knot, I clutched the phone in my hand.
"Olivia, she's been admitted to the hospital. She is unconscious."
The world had stopped. I just blanked for a second until pure surging panic and anger took over my head. "What do you mean she's unconscious? What happened?"
"I don't have all the details yet," said Eliza, "but yes, she was rushed out of the house today, some type of head injury, and she's at Memorial Hospital."