Welcome to My World

Tessa

My muscles lock tight against the cold hallway wall. A dark shadow stretches across the marble floor, creeping closer with every passing second. Sweat slides down my pale forehead, stinging my eyes, but I hold my breath, pressing my back harder into the plaster. I bite my bottom lip, praying to a God I hope is listening that I stay hidden. If Roman catches me hiding in the shadows, he might