"What do you mean we are too late," Ivy dropped Elsa gently on the floor. She knew that what he said had a high chance of being true but there was no way she could accept that. "Why are you not calling the ambulance yet? Your phone is right there with you. In your hands!"
Then she started looking around.
"Where is my phone? Where is that freaking little box?!"
Then she found it, laying just right there on the floor. She must have dropped it while she had ran in earlier.
She picked it up, dialing the emergency numbers immediately.
"It's too late," his voice was calm.
It angered her.
How could he be calm about all this? Was it because of what Elsa did? Or because he had no real connection to her?
This was a life or death situation. None of that should matter!
She snapped her gaze
