New York. Now.The irritating high-pitched beeping sound drilled into my head. Groaning, I swayed my hand toward the bedside table, ineptly trying to turn the damn alarm off without opening my eyes. It didn't work; it never had. Cursing, I tore my sleepy eyes open enough to navigate my finger to the button.And then… silence. I smiled faintly, but my relief lasted only until I realized what time it was. “Shit,” I muttered, slowly dragging myself from beneath the covers.I entered the bathroom and splashed my face with cold water, hoping to wash off the remains of sleep. The sound of shattering glass and cursing burst through the thin walls, causing me to flinch. I grabbed the sink with both hands, my knuckles bleaching. My body began to tremble, and the well-known tension clenched every inch of me.“Calm down, Poppy,” I choked out, looking at my reflection in the mirror. “It's only your fucked-up neighbors fighting… again.” I forced more air into my lungs and stretched my lips into a
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