She sits down on the corner of my bed and slides flat, resting her chin onher folded arm. “Is everything alright with you?”
Frowning, I nod. “Yeah. Why wouldn’t it be?”
“It’s just…” She glances towards the door as though there’s someonestanding on the other side of it. And who knows? Maybe there is. Is shehere because Dmitri sent her in to do recon on his behalf? “You’ve been alittle off the last couple of days. Pretty much since the concert.”
My heart plummets. “Oh, have I?”
She gives me a look. You know the one. The you-know-exactly-what-I’m-talking-about-so-don’t-play-dumb look. “If there’s something on your mind,something you’re worried about, you know you can share it with me, right?I’m here for you, Wren.”
I push myself off the bed and walk to the
