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p floor, two massive security guards radiating high-grade

nnel allowed," the guard on the left bar

! My grandmother is dying downstairs!" I tried to push pa

ve now, or we'll throw you out by force!" The second

umbled back out of the elevator Lobby and onto th

s swallowed the sky, and freezing aut

y wind cut straight through my thin office blouse as I stood out in

ock, ten o'clock. The sky turned pitch-b

, and my empty stomach twisted in sharp cr

freezing storm for ten straight hours, black spo

on the wet concrete, the frosted glass

rward and threw myself down on the flooded floor, wrappin

, save my grandmother!" I sobbed, pre

e my head. "On your knees already? What

d dripping with familiar arro

my head, freezing rain drippin

in a sharp dark suit and looking down at me like a god

mi

ps trembling so hard I could barely

ice. Where else would I be?" He raised an eyeb

of nausea hit my stomach as the truth crashed d

, he gripped my freezing chin between his thum

warm office for ten hours and watched me drown out here in

ou're the one who tossed me fifty dollars and blocked my number

fury as I tried to push myself up. "You're a co

is expression turned to solid ice. "Then you can go back

nd and walked toward the private elevator, hi

pen, the image of Grandma Martha gasping for

nd knees, lunged forward, and jammed my shi

g with the cold rain on my face as my voice broke

n looked down at my broken posture, a dark fla

ordered, holding the door