I hit the elevator button harder than necessary, the echo of Evelyn’s voice still rattling in my ears. My jaw was tight, my thoughts tangled.
I had one hand in my pocket, trying to hold onto some composure, when I heard heels clicking behind me.
“Heading out already?” Sasha’s voice slid beside me like silk.
I didn’t look at her, just nodded. “Got another stop.”
She followed me into the elevator, eyes watching me the way she always did—like I was a puzzle she almost had all the pieces to.
We descended in silence until we hit the garage level. The doors slid open with a ding and the cool air hit my face like relief. I stepped out, ready to disappear into the car and leave everything behind for a few minutes.
But she followed me.
“You know,” she said, casually walking beside me toward
