Toxic Pull
Lucy learns the love you want, is not necessarily the one you need.The rhythmic, pounding bass and the horns of the Imperial March made her sit up, frantically searching for the phone in the dark. Her hand brushed against something cold, and then she heard the crashing sound of the water glass falling to the floor.“Shit,” she mumbled, as she finally wrapped her shaking hand around the phone.She was panicking that she was going to miss him. Only one person on her phone had that ringtone,...