Mysterious Chemistry

Vivienne’s POV

I was still groggy when my phone started vibrating on the nightstand. I squinted at the screen; Nell. She didn’t usually call this early, which immediately made me think something was wrong.

“Hello?” My voice came out scratchy, and I sat up against the headboard, rubbing at my eyes.

“You’re awake,” she said in a rush, as though she’d been holding her breath. “Good. Have you seen it?