Bastille - Million Pieces (audio) ›

He stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her toward the center of the floor. For a second, she resisted, her face tight with the anxiety of the "real world" outside the heavy steel doors. But then, the beat dropped, and Elias leaned into her ear.

He looked up and caught Sarah’s eye across the room. She looked exhausted, her glittery makeup masking dark circles. She leaned in, her lips moving, trying to tell him something about the latest scandal or the newest crisis, but the music surged—a rhythmic, deafening wave. Elias didn't want to hear it. Not tonight. Bastille - Million Pieces (Audio)

"Don't let the echoes in," he whispered, though he knew she couldn't hear him. "Just let it break." He stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled

He checked his phone. Another notification. Another "breaking news" alert that felt like a punch to the gut. He looked up and caught Sarah’s eye across the room