ANIKA’S POV
The first thing that caught my attention was the smell.
Smoke.
It was unmistakable, the way it crawled into my nose, choking me.
“What is that?”
My heart slammed against my ribs so hard that it felt like it was trying to break free from my chest.
For one second, I sat frozen in my office chair, staring at the sketch in front of me.
Then panic took over.
I was on immediate alert the second that my nose picked up the smell of smoke. I mean this was a clothes production factory, how on earth could there possibly be a fire?
I was up before I had the mind to calm down and think about it.
The second that I stepped outside my office, my worst fears were confirmed.
There was fire everywhere.
Orange flames engulfed the fabric, consuming everything in its path. Thick black sm
