/Ember’s POV/
Silent mumbling, loud squealing and indifferent chatters all around me and I couldn’t get my head out of the darkness I was slowly drowning in. I could have saved her; I could have stopped it, but Daisy said it was Thursday, not Tuesday. How the f**k did she die? My head was ringing, and I could only see the professor’s mouth move. What was he saying again? I can’t remember. While the vibration of my phone persisted, so did the plaguing headaches that tormented me through every second of my classes.
“Ember!” Lauren snapped me right out of my reverie after several attempts at trying to get my attention. “What the f**k, man? Get your head out of the freaking gutter; you couldn’t have stopped it even if you tried.” His words were probably meant to comfort me, but every word w
