Iliana’s POV:
Before I opened my eyes, the insistent buzzing of my phone tugged me from sleep. I stretched my body with a loud yawn, spine cracking, legs stiff.
Another buzz.
Eyes still clamped shut, I rolled over lazily, palms tapping blindly across the mattress as I searched my phone in between the sheets.
As soon as my fingers touched the cold, hard surface, I gripped it tighter and dragged the phone toward me.
My eyes fluttered open to a lit screen as another text rolled in. I blinked.
5 missed calls and 9 messages. All from Thea.
Rubbing my eyes, I tapped on the screen and started skimming through the messages.
‘Yo bro, where are you?’
‘Why aren’t you in the class yet?’
‘Do NOT tell me you’re still snuggled up in bed while I’m suffering through this godforsaken lecture.’
‘O
