Serenya
The way I rushed to open my phone shocked even me.
My fingers trembled slightly as clicked on it, my heart kicking against my ribcage like it wanted to break free. The screen lit up, unlocked. No password. I swiped up, tapping the message icon.
Nothing.
Frowning, I refreshed. Still nothing.
A spike of panic jabbed my gut. I switched to email, swiping down so hard I nearly flung the phone. The screen blinked, refreshed… nothing new.
But I heard it.
I know I heard that ping.
Had someone… deleted something? My throat tightened. No. No, that’s insane. Who would even—?
Ping.
My breath hitched as a new message flashed across the screen.
Elara: “Serenya, let’s talk. Where are you?”
I froze. My finger hovered over the keyboard. I wanted to ignore her. But how could I?
How coul
