♥ Chloe ♥
At exactly quarter to ten, I left the penthouse. The door clicked shut behind me like a warning, and every step I took after that felt heavier than the last. My hands were stuffed into the pockets of my sweater, and my sneakers were quiet on the polished floors of the elevator as it descended. My heart, on the other hand, pounded loud enough to drown out everything else. I didn’t look at anyone in the lobby. I didn’t speak. I just walked out into the street. I was dressed in a light pink sweater and a pair of loose-fitting jeans. I looked the part. The part of a girl going out for coffee. A normal girl. Definitely not someone who was walking straight into the eye of the storm. The café sat across the street like a trap dressed in sunshine and scones. Its windows sparkled, its ta
