Lux.

Do you throb when you see me Yes or no

As the car pulled up to the restaurant, I stepped out with my head held high, looking every bit like the woman who had it all. But inside, I was wondering if I had gotten so good at the trade that I had forgotten how to be anything else.

The air inside The Vault was cold enough to raise a fine shiver against my skin, a calculated chill maintained by the kind of people who never had to glance at an electric bill. It carried the heavy scent of cedar and expensive tobacco, mixed with that specific metallic tang. ~