Chapter 129 Like It Had Never Left

• Narine was the melody my thoughts kept returning to. The one I hadn’t stopped hearing since the moment I saw her masked face tilt up toward mine again last night. Since her scent wound itself back into my skin like it had never left.
• The elevator continued its slow descent, each floor tick-tick-ticking away with agonizing leisure.
• And then, just as I leaned back, adjusting my cufflink to keep my hands busy, I caught....