The Pink Mirage

I glance at her as I brush past, grabbing Rowan by his small hand and pulling him out of the cramped elevator car. As our shoulders nearly brush, a soft, mocking chuckle escapes her lips. The sound is brief—just a passing breath—but it instantly crawls under my skin like a living thing. By the time my tired brain processes the malicious intent behind that laugh, the heavy metal doors are already s