Vince's POV
I drew in a deep breath, counting,
Three.
Two.
One.
I gave the door a light push.
The bathroom door creaked open. My heart hammered against my ribs, pounding in my ears, the stench of roaches lingering in the air.
“Kai,” I growled with my jaw clenched.
The bathroom door was utterly soundproof, so I couldn't hear the raucous that had been occurring outside.
"Nina," I rasped.
Her voice, when she spoke, was a ragged rasp. "Get out! Now!"
I flinched, but I rooted my feet to the ground. Her eyes. They spoke so much of anger, and fear.
But the fear wasn't just for herself. It was for me. Kai. He'd been here. And I, shirtless and hiding in her bathroom, had been helpless to intervene.
"Nina," I pleaded, stepping closer. "Let me see you. I need to know you're alright."
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