Chapter 14

Elijah:

“But I wanted a tour around the city…”

“You need to be able to stand to go on a tour, Anastasia” I said walking inside the suite. I set Anastasia on her feet to prove a point only to smirk when she tripped on her heels, gripping on my shirt for dear life as she fought to balance herself. Her eyes met mine and I couldn’t help but smile at her sight. The way she cheekily smiled at me, looking like a five year old who was tripping on her feet as she learned how to walk.

She didn’t even know what she was wasting as she worked as a cop at the stations that she was with. Most of those she worked with didn’t even know what she was worth. Those who did didn’t mind letting her go and it was a shame that no one was showing or telling her that she was worth a lot more than those walls or death cases “let me help you take off these heels, then I’ll get you water as to help you sober up, yeah?”

She kept her eyes on the cut that was on my eyebrow then the cut that was on my cheek “you know,