Hailey's pov
I stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a soft towel, my skin still tingling from the heat. My hair clung damply to my shoulders, and I reached for my phone, eager to check for messages, to see if the world outside the station had moved on while I was trapped in that nightmare.
A text blinked on the screen.
It was from Lily.
“I’m glad you’re out, but don’t think this is over, just because you had someone to save you.”
My stomach dropped. Anger flared hot and sharp, mingling with the lingering exhaustion from the station. I couldn’t believe her audacity—how dare she send me that? Without a second thought, I blocked the number and deleted it from my phone. Something I had never thought I would do. The finality of it made my chest tighten, but it was a satisfying ki
