Aria's POV
My phone wouldn't stop buzzing.
Even through the fog of sleep, through the pounding headache and the cotton-mouth dryness, I could hear it vibrating against the nightstand like an angry insect. Beep. Beep. Beep. Relentless.
"Oh Lord!" I groaned into my pillow, my voice muffled and scratchy. "Can I not have some more sleep?"
I knew it was Sarah. It was always Sarah, pulling me back into the world when all I wanted was to hide from it. My hand fumbled across the bed, patting the sheets and the pillows, searching blindly until my fingers finally closed around the phone.
I lifted my eye mask just enough to squint at the screen, the brightness making me wince. Sarah's name flashed accusingly.
"Sarah, I will be running late to work today." I tried to sound authoritative, but my
