~NYRA

I could hear incessant knocks on my door.

Who could that be?

No, I couldn’t get up—I needed more sleep. Cassian had made me stay up way too late into the early hours of the morning. So I squeezed my eyes shut and buried my head under the pillow, hoping whoever it was would give up and go away.

“Oh my goodness!”

The sudden sound of my mom’s booming voice reached my ears.

I lifted my pillow to see that she was now standing right in front of my bed. How did she get into my ...