Chapter 24
- LYRA
- "Henderson, pick up. Pick up.” I chanted, pacing back and forth in my room, my eyes glued to my phone screen and my nails getting crushed against my teeth.
- The line rang for a minute and cut off. He didn’t pick up. I called him again, for the twentieth time. My heart rate increasing for the twentieth time. At some point in my hysteria, I slapped my ass down on the bed, shaking one of my legs vigorously.