Chapter -11

Casey P.O.V

The blaring alarm clock filled the room with shrill sound, yet I stubbornly kept my eyes shut. My hand groped blindly across the nightstand, fumbling for the off button. After a few frustrating moments, I finally silenced the intrusive noise. Without opening my eyes, I yanked open the drawer, chucked the alarm clock inside, and slammed it shut with a satisfying thud.Good riddance. With a deep, relieved sigh, I nestled back into my pillows, eager to reclaim the remnants of my dream.

Just as the bliss of sleep began to envelop me once more, my phone alarm erupted into a shrill symphony, shattering my fleeting peace.

Fine, fine, I am up,” I muttered, dragging myself to sit on the bed. Squinting against the dim light, I patted the bed and nightstand until my fingers closed around my phone. I turned off the alarm and set it back on the nightstand, the screen briefly illuminating the time: two hours until my job interview.

With a deep breath, I pushed the covers aside and swung