Saige’s [POV]

“Hey, miss!”

“Miss!”

A hand lands on my shoulder, and I shriek, flinging myself away. Pressed against the bus window, my heart gallops a million miles an hour.

An exasperated-looking bus driver sighs. “Look, you’ve been on this bus for hours. We’re at the last stop. You have to get off.”

I blink at him.

What?

“I just got on,” I murmur because I know I did.

I sat down, and then Nathan was staring at me from outside on the phone ...