ROMAN POV
The office was a sight with sounds familiar to me, but my thoughts were a million miles away. The humming overhead fluorescent lights seemed to emanate from a very sinister note. In an almost ghostly manner, they illuminated the room. One could hear my phone's sharp and insistent ringtone, almost like a scream across the void.
Yet, Aria was calling; I couldn't pick up the phone. I was afraid. I didn't know how she would take the news that had just broken in on me, the news that had suddenly crumbled my world and sent it reeling.
I stared blankly at the phone, heartbeats banging against my chest like a drum. The sound filled my head, brooding over me as if it could stand against walls and floor and ceiling and become one with the structure of my office. I felt as if I were in
