The elevator doors slide shut, trapping me inside with the last person on earth I want to breathe the same air as.

The air feels too tight, too heavy, like it's pressing against my skin. I press myself into the corner of the elevator like maybe if I become one with the wall, I can disappear entirely.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Axton in a black suit that looks criminal on him, like he should be arrested just for existing. His tie is gone, top buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up.

His jaw ticks, his hand flexes, and then, because God loves to humiliate me,...