Lila’s POV
The rest of the car ride was quiet, which was probably a good thing. As soon as we got to the hospital, I jumped out of the car and began to run toward the main entrance.
I saw Becca right away and she was already talking to one of the doctors. It looked like I was arriving just in time.
Becca looked relieved to see me and waved me over to join in on their conversation.
“What’s going on? How’s Rachel?” I asked as I approached them.
“I was just telling Becca that your friend is going to be okay,” the doctor said. “However, it could have been a lot worse. I have some pamphlets on rehab facilities if you’d like to take one for her. I suggest she seeks the help she clearly needs.”
I didn’t think Rachel would ever want to return to rehab; not after the last time she went.
