I feel a heat source next to me.
Is someone there?
A hand is still covering my lips.
I can't speak.
I lift my eyes and look.
A young man in a tuxedo is sitting in front of me.
He looks familiar.
Like a shock, recognition lights up in my head.
This kid... he's...
YOU ARE READING
The 31st Floor (Cellphone Novel)
Teen FictionA tall building with 32 stories. The elevator takes you up slowly. Floor numbers light up as you ascend. 29... 30... 32... Wait... where's 31? [Written in 2013; originally published on textnovel]
