My hands were shaking as I shoved Arjun’s chest.
He didn't expect it, stepping back just enough for me to slip past his arm.
I walked forward, straight into his office, my eyes locked on the desk. The gray morning light shone directly on the open folder. My lungs felt tight, like the air in the room had suddenly vanished.
There it was. Printed clearly at the top of the page.
ST. JUDE’S ORPHANAGE – OAKLAND.
"Elena," Arjun’s voice came from behind me. It wasn't the teasing, rough tone from a few seconds ago. It was flat and cold.
I ignored him, reaching out to grab the folder. Before my fingers could even touch the paper, a large, dark hand slammed down on top of it, pinning it to the wood. I looked up, glaring right into Arjun's face. He had closed the distance between us without ma
