Chapter 8

• She stared at Carlos, unable to form a single sound. Her palms felt suddenly sweaty, and her heart tapped violently against her ribs. The air between them grew thick and uncomfortable, as if she were trapped inside a room with no windows.
• Carlos didn’t break eye contact. He watched her the same way someone watches a fire they started. His eyes were calm, amused, and curious to see how far it would burn.
• Eena swallowed hard. She couldn’t respond. Any word she tried to push out would probably sound shaky and humiliating.