Danielle's phone suddenly started ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket but she knew who it was. The screen was lit up with Seth’s name. She tapped the red button to reject it.
A soft ding followed.
Talk to me.
Her stomach twisted.
Then she heard it from inside the house. Christina’s phone rang. Her blood turned to ice. s**t. He was calling her now.
She shoved her phone back into her pocket and twisted the cap back onto the tequila bottle, barely screwing it on before she booked. Her feet hit the wooden steps like gunshots as she flew off the porch and took off down the street. No plan. Just flight.
She ran. Through the yard, down the street, past the familiar houses that blurred into nothing. Her lungs burned and the bottle slapped against her leg with every stride, but she didn
