Heartprints in the Void
I feel like I can hardly breathe, my heart pounding so loudly I’m sure he can hear it.
Finally, the elevator dings, and the doors slide open. I practically bolt out, my sneakers tapping against the concrete, determined to put as much distance between him and me. I make my way towards my car—or at least, I try to, because I only make it a few steps before his voice stops me dead in my tracks.
“Elysian.”
His tone is firm, authoritative, and it sends a string of shivers down the base of my spine. I freeze, my back still turned to him.
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