“I don’t forget anything,” Aleks growls. His eyes are as sharp as daggers. If I stare too long, I’m going to be pierced through. Then he sighs and waves us on. “Go on. Take a minute.”
Jennifer grabs my hand and steers me down a large corridor lined with windows that overlook part of the city.
At the end of the hall is a sky bar. As we make for a table in the corner, Jennifer grabs the attention of a waiter.
“Two glasses of water, please,” she says. “Add a twist of lemon in one.”
He nods and hurries off towards the bar. Jennifer forces me to sit down, but instead of taking the seat next to mine, she sits on the wooden table in front of me. She rests her elbows on her knees and takes my hand.
“Liv, you need to breathe.”
“Not enough,” she insists. “s**t. He never should have brought you
