Chapter 13 The Secrets We Hide

• I pace around the living room, my eyes constantly flicking to the front door in the hopes that I'll hear the bell ring any second. The penthouse feels too big, too quiet, making it hard to breathe.
• Ric’s going to be here any minute, and I can barely keep my thoughts together. I straighten the pillows on the couch for the hundredth time, then smooth down my dress, wondering if I should’ve changed into something else. But the knot in my stomach tells me it won’t matter.
• The bell rings, and my heart leaps into my throat.