Horror seemed to seep under my skin: my chest tightened, and breathing became harder and harder. The picture before my eyes blurred. I fought with all my might not to black out—because I was afraid that when I came to, it might be too late to fix anything.
— You have to do this. Put your signature. It’s the only way to save the company.
— Are you serious right now? — I asked, still unable to believe this was really happening—that it wasn’t some cruel joke.
— Do I look like someone who jokes? — Nikita snapped, growling through his anger.
This day erased my former life and began a new one—with a clear line between “before” and “now.” Faith in goodness and light remained on the other side, in the past. And everything came down to the betrayal of the closest person.
The third book in the series “Chronicles of Broken Hearts.”