LILIANA
The moment I step out of the casino, it feels like my legs are moving without me. I'm like a doll being yanked around by invisible strings, having no say for herself.
The air is sticky, the lights too bright and for a second, I wish I could blink and wake up somewhere else. Anywhere else.
I crane my neck to look for a particular face. Damian's nowhere in sight and it's as if he's vanished into thin air.
Minutes ago, I was kneeling before him in a forbidden prayer. I'd barely touched the zipper of his pants when a knock brought me back down to earth. It was Andros who requested his presence urgently.
Putting himself back in order, he stepped out of the room without a glance at me. The shame that coursed through me can't be explained. I wanted the earth to give way and close
