CHAPTER SEVENTY: RED LIGHTS

NOVA POV

The sound of the monitor wouldn’t stop. That flat, endless beep was a sound that doesn’t belong in real life, not in my type of life, it belongs in nightmares.

“LENA!”

I screamed, but someone caught me before I could reach her door. My fists hit a chest, solid and annoyingly unmovable. I didn’t even have to look up to know it was Grant. His arms were around me, and its strength was, holding me back while I kicked, screamed, clawed at him to ...