Justthen,aotionrosehelobbyentrance.
Afewgirlsiurheirheads,whispering.ButinCra’sfever-dulledmind,theoutsideworldhadalreadybeenmuted.Shehadonlyohoughtleft:
Getintotheelevatettoaseat.Ehreehoursofreview.Gohomeand“prove”she’dshownup.
Ding—
Theelevatordoorsslidopen.Thecrowdpressedforward.
Cradrewih,fightingahardwaveofdizziness,andstartedtostepinwiththeflow—
Whenahandsuddenlyclosedaroundherwrist.
Long-fingered.Cooltothetouch.
Thegripwasn’tpainful,butitcarriedaforcethatdidn’tallowrefusal.Itstoppedherforward-tiltingbodyinpce.
Craturnedherheadslowly.
Throughtherimlessgssesthathadgoneslightlyoutoffocusfromthefever,shemadeoutatallfigureinanoversizedbckT-shirt.Noguitaronhisshouldertoday—justacasualcrossbodybag.
ItwasElian.
He’deonawhim.
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