The cab's engine hummed softly, but inside Sasha's chest there was only a storm. Her hands trembled as she clutched her purse, her gaze fixed on the rain-streaked window though she wasn't really seeing anything outside, it was already dark. Every thought pressed down on her like a boulder.
She replayed the faces in her mind...Evan's cruel smirk, Xavier's unreadable stare, Sandra's overly sweet voice that suddenly made sense now. No wonder she was always clinging to him, Sasha thought bitterly. Sandra knew more than she let on. She was right in the middle of this... maybe she was the one pulling the strings. And Evan... Evan had joined forces with Ed... that heartless devil.
Her lips trembled as she whispered to herself, "Why did I let myself get involved with any of them? Xavier, Evan...
