My heart pounded in my chest as we reached Nathan’s apartment building.
“Thank you so much!” I yelled at the old man as I ran from his car. I didn’t have the patience for the elevator. I dashed up the stairs, taking them two at a time. My little legs burned as I reached his apartment door. I hit the doorbell and banged my fists against the door. I heard the lock click and I took a set back, anxiety choking me. A beautiful young woman opened Nathan’s door and my heart shattered. I was too late.
“Can I help you?” She asked in a heavy Russian accent. Her skin was practically glowing, with high cheekbones and honey colored almond shaped eyes.
“N-no, sorry this must be the wrong apartment.” Tears filled my eyes and I turned, walking down the hall before she could see them fall.
“Violet?” I
