The loud, shrill ringing of my alarm yanked me out of sleep, making my heart jump.
I sat up so fast that I got lightheaded for a second. My phone screen lit up beside me, showing 11:00 PM in big, bold numbers. I reached over and silenced the alarm with a quick tap, rubbing my eyes with my other hand.
That was when I heard raps on knock on the door.
I froze, my hand still on my phone. My eyes flickered to the door. For a second, I thought maybe I imagined it, and it was just my brain playing tricks on me after forcing myself to stay up all night.
But then it came again. A little louder this time.
Knock. Knock.
I swallowed. My pulse picked up, and suddenly, I was very aware of how quiet the rest of the house was.
I glanced at my phone again. No missed calls. No texts. Lucas still had
