*Olivia*

The second the alarm blared through my room, my eyes snapped open, and I slammed my hand against the screen.

“Shit.”

I watched my phone fall between the bed and nightstand and smack right onto the floor. Maybe I had been a bit overzealous.

I groaned, turning on my stomach to fish for my phone between the crack, the alarm still blaring in my ears. I wish I had chosen a tune much easier on the ears.

But no, I had to choose the ...