The morning air blew through the open window, a chill that sent shivers through my body and whispered of impending consequences. I was fully aware that my actions were dancing on the edge of danger, but the thrill of it all entangled me in its seductive embrace. Unease and tension clung to me like a second skin, but I tried to shake it off as I started my day.
"Damn it," I muttered to myself, fumbling with the buttons of my blouse. My fingers trembled, betraying the anxiety that bubbled beneath the surface.
"Get it together, Alisha," I scolded, taking a deep breath. The scent of fresh coffee filled my nostrils, calming me ever so slightly.
"Morning," I murmured to my reflection in the mirror, forcing a smile. My brown eyes stared back at me, revealing nothing of the storm raging within.
