The sun had already begun its slow descent by the time Sasha stepped out of the staff entrance of the company y. Her shoulders slumped as she trudged down the sidewalk, her body aching from the long hours she had pulled. Her feet were screaming in her work shoes, and her back felt like someone had been punching it all day. Still, none of that compared to the heaviness she carried in her chest.
She had tried hard not to think of Xavier or Cody or even Stella today. But somehow, their faces haunted her like ghosts in daylight. The awkward kiss in the office. The lingering stares. The confusion. And most of all, the betrayal.
She just wanted to go home, curl up in her sheets, and disappear for the rest of the night.
But life had other plans.
A sleek black BMW pulled up slowly beside her,
