Luna’s POV

Standing alone in the crowded aquarium, I pull out my phone and try calling Cassie to find out where she is. I need to get back to familiar faces and away from this unsettling feeling of being watched.

The phone rings several times before going to voicemail. I try again, but this time it doesn’t even ring, it goes straight to an automated message saying the number is not reachable.

“That’s strange,” I mutter to myself, checking my signal strength. I have full bars, so the ...