Natasha hung up on me, but her words kept echoing.Pathetic enough to be someone's dirty little secret.

That isn't how the conversation was meant to go. I shouldn't be the one deep in thought, reflecting, or trying to calm down. It should be Natasha! I was supposed to... to corner her... to confront her in such a way that'd leave her thinking about her life for days.

My phone started ringing again. Lucien's name flashed across the screen. I stared at it, watching it vibrate against the coffee ...