Chapter 4

I did not get far.

I had barely stepped past the doors when someone crashed into me from the side. A sharp jolt. Cold liquid soaked the front of my dress, running down my chest, my stomach, clinging to my skin. The smell hit me next. Alcohol. Strong and sour.

“Oh my God,” the waiter said quickly. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you.”

The cold made my body react fast. Too fast. My stomach tightened hard, a deep pull that stole the air from my lungs. I sucked in a breath, my hands shaking as I looked down at…