Liv’s POV
"Stay on the line until you hear the bolt click, Liv."
Clementine’s voice was sharp in my ear, cutting through the heavy silence of the hallway. I didn't need her to tell me twice. My hands shook so much I almost dropped my phone as I fumbled for my keys. Every shadow by the elevators looked like a person. Every hum of the building's ventilation sounded like a footstep.
"I’m trying," I whispered. I leaned my shoulder against the door, desperate for the solid wood to give way. "Everything feels wrong, Clementine. My skin is crawling."
"Just get inside. Now."
I finally hit the lock and shoved my way into the dark apartment. I didn't turn on the lights. I just slammed the door shut and twisted the deadbolt. Then I twisted the chain. Then I leaned back against the frame, sliding
