“I came in like a wrecking ball.”
Tiffany shot up from her bed. Clutching her pillow as a weapon, she twisted her head from side to side. Heartbeats later, running water through the pipes finally registered. She stood frozen, then exhaled and collapsed onto her bed. Grabbing her phone from the bedside table, Tiffany groaned. 4 a.m. burned into her retinas, showing up even when she closed her eyes...