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"Anj?" Oliver glanced at the passenger's seat at a red light when his sister did not respond after his third call. Angela did nothing except stare at the dashboard, her face blank and her eyes empty.

He reached and patted her arm to get her attention and when she looked at him, he raised a brow in question. "You okay? What's wrong?"

"Oh…" She blinked fast and composed herself as she nodded. "Yeah. Just tired."

"You sure?"

Curling her mouth into a smile, she reassured him, though her eyes didn't seem to agree with her lips. "Yeah. Can you wake me up when we get there? I want to rest my eyes."