Elena's POV.
I rose to my feet, my hands shaking uncontrollably as I gazed at Anna, who lay motionless on the ground.
"Anna," I whispered, my voice trembling, but she didn't respond. She just winced in pain, her eyes squeezed shut.
Panicked, I rushed to the car and grabbed my phone, dialing Mercy's number with trembling fingers.
"I'm in trouble," I stammered, my voice shaking as she picked the call.
"Hey, Elena, what's wrong?" Mercy asked, concern etched in her voice.
I explained the situation, my words tumbling out in a frantic rush.
Mercy gasped in shock. "Oh my...!"
I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. "I lost control of my powers," I admitted, my voice heavy with fear and regret.
"Rush her to the hospital," Mercy urged, her voice firm and clear.
"But what if they see me?" I hesitated, fearing the consequences. "They will definitely report back to my dad, and you know how that will end."
"This is bad," Mercy agreed, her tone grave.