C157 Camilla's POV continues

“What?” I gasp, rising abruptly from my seat, my hand gripping my chest. “Karla got hit by a car and you're not planning on telling me? Where-where is she?” I ask, my voice breaking.

“She's at the hospital, I rushed her there.”

“Take me there right now.”

“Okay, but I'm driving and please don't cry Cami.”

That does it, all the tears I've been holding in the last five seconds begin to fall