Alex’s POV
The faint glow of my phone screen was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. The screen buzzed softly in my hand, the caller ID displaying Gilda’s name.
“Hey, girl!” Gilda’s voice came through the video call with her usual energy. Her hair was slightly mussed, her face still glowing from the lights of the club she’d just left.
“Gilda?” I croaked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “It’s so early.”
“Late for me,” she quipped, flashing me a grin. “I just finished my shift, and guess what?”
“What?” I mumbled, trying to sit up.
“I’m the new manager of the club!”
Her excitement jolted me awake. “What? How? That’s amazing!”
Gilda’s grin widened. “I know, right? The old manager left, and the boss said no one knows the place better than me. Can you believe it?”
“That’s incre
