Chapter 59 Anything, Natalie Anything

• I leave my penthouse with Meera by my side, the world outside feeling too bright, too loud, for the space I’ve been hiding in. The air feels sharp against my skin as if it knows what I’ve been up to these past few days. I slip on sunglasses, trying to disappear into the back seat of the car, but Meera’s voice keeps pulling me back to reality.
• “You ready for this?” she asks, flipping through something on her tablet, probably the calendar she’s micromanaged for me since forever.
• “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I mutter, staring out at the blur of buildings passing by.