Chapter 107
Katya pov
I moved behind her chair, gripping the handles. My palms were clammy. My heart thundering. But Nonna smiled like everything was fine — like my world hadn't just been kicked sideways by Romeo's icy stare.
Slowly, I pushed her toward the hallway. Every step brought me closer to him. Every step made my breath grow tighter.
But Nonna hummed happily, completely unaware of the dread wedged under my ribs.
We reached the elevator, and I pressed the button with a trembling finger.
"Good girl," she said warmly, patting my hand again.
The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime.
And as I guided Nonna inside, hyperaware of how close we were getting to Romeo… my knees nearly buckled all over again.
The elevator doors slid shut behind us with a soft thud, sealing us into a small box of humming metal and too-warm air.
I swallowed hard. My throat feeling like sandpaper.
