ELEANOR POV
Banks’s grip is an unyielding blaze on my waist as we leave the chaotic red carpet and step in through the gate. There’s a difference between our worlds.
The noises fade. The brightness of the flashlights is nonexistent, and the crowd of paparazzi is replaced by silence. There’s absolutely no one here. It’s expansive, dark, and void, except for the gloomy skyline that hosts only a crescent moon. I glance over my shoulders and I'm met with locked gate and no human. It's like the earlier paparazzi didn't happen. I return my gaze.
“Wow,” I gasp when I take in the sight in front of me.
"You like it?" I look up at him. The smile he uses when he knows something I don’t.... which is frequently... settles on his face.
"Do I like it? This building looks like it was stolen from A
