Dumped

The sound of Cassidy’s alarm had her heart beating out of her chest again. She reached for her phone to turn it off, and it fell on the floor. Frustrated, she used her powers to stop the noise and bring her phone back to her outstretched hand before she slammed it down on the mattress next to her.

She’d been dreaming, though she had no idea what it had been about. All she could remember was feeling miserable, like she had been buried alive and was left all alone in the cold, hard ground to rot for eternity. There was nothing pleasant about the sensation that her nightmare, whatever it had been, left crawling all over her skin. She literally flew out of bed and went directly to the bathroom to turn the shower on so that she could try to wash away the unsettled sensation, whatever had caused it, before it sank into her skin.

After taking care of a few other important morning matters, she went back into her bedroom and picked out an outfit. Her mind was busy,