-Roxy Delgado:
I'd been in this damn house for two weeks now, and I was already bored out of my mind. Yeah, sure, I had nurses, maids, hairdressers even a chef who made sure I didn't so much as lift a finger, but none of it made me feel alive. Not the ridiculous silk pajamas hugging my skin, not the diamond chandelier above my bed, not the latest tech sitting untouched in the corner of the room.
What made me feel alive was her.
Dr. Sloane Pierce.
The woman who thought she could say no to me, who looked at me like I was some kind of storm she didn't want to get swept into. I saw it in her eyes the first day she walked in with that stiff white coat buttoned up to her throat, clutching her little notebook like a shield. She wanted to run, but she didn't. And that told me everything I needed to know about her.
