Moonstruck (Liberty Grove University #3)

Chapter 35

chapter thirty five

please pick up

“Hello?”

Her voice hadn’t changed. It was still sweet, and warm, and all the best parts of home.

I ran a hand over my face, sinking onto the step beneath me. I didn’t know why I'd dialled, but I did. Maybe it was desperation. For Cora. For me to never see her that upset again.

Or maybe because I knew she could help her in a way I couldn’t.

My voice barely reached a whisper. “Lana?”

I swore I heard her gasp. It was quiet, but I heard it.

“Marcus?”

Hearing my name almost made me tear up, but I held it in—just enough to let go of the breath I’d been holding and whisper, “I need you.”