The morning light cut through the thin blinds like pale knives, slicing across the floor of Olivia’s apartment. She sat perched on the windowsill, legs folded beneath her, staring down at the empty street. Her hands trembled slightly, but she didn’t move to steady them.
It wasn’t just the sleepless nights, though those had their hold on her. It was the memory. A man in dark clothing lunging out of the alley, the gleam of his knife catching the moonlight. She could still hear the scrape of his boots on wet pavement, the echo of his curse when her invisibility flickered and she darted away like a ghost.
But that escape had been anything but clean. She’d tripped on a broken curb, her body slamming into the pavement as her invisibility faltered. For a horrifying second, she’d been fully visi
