Sarah POV

The phone slipped from my trembling fingers and clattered onto the marble floor of my penthouse apartment. Alex's voice still echoed in my ears, each word a knife twisting deeper into my chest.

"You're insane, Sarah. I won't be part of this anymore."

The line had gone dead after that, leaving me staring at my reflection on the black screen. My carefully applied makeup couldn't hide the wild look in my eyes, the desperate edge that had crept into my features over the past few weeks.

I paced to the window, my heels clicking sharply against the floor. The city sprawled below me, millions of people living their...