Chapter 16

• The woman’s lips curved into a slow, deliberate smile, her eyes narrowing with unspoken calculation.
• “You spend all day cleaning his apartment,” she said, her voice sharper now, as though she were cutting through something invisible between us, “clearly you know something.”
• My heart skipped a beat at her words, and the weight of her gaze felt like a heavy, suffocating cloak. She was no fool, I could see that much. She knew.