KYREN'S POV
The door slammed shut behind me. I wasn't thinking, I was reacting. I took the stairs down to the lobby.
Within seconds, I was downstairs. I sent the security guard at the door a mock salute before sprinting across the street.
My lungs burned in the cold air. I stared up at the empty apartment building across from ours. The windows glinted like teeth under the streetlights. The whole place leaned into the night like it was daring me to enter.
My jaw clenched as I stepped inside. I started climbing. The air inside the building smelled like fresh paint and treated wood. Every step echoed too loudly, like the building was awake and watching.
When I pushed open the rooftop door, the wind hit me like a slap, tugging at my clothes like it wanted me to hurry up.
I walked to
