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gs were
ral, agonizing scorch that tore thro
hey left angry red crescents. She was gasping, sucking in massive, greedy lungfuls of air. The oxygen in her childhood bedroom taste
It beat so hard it made her vision blur. The phantom sensation ofped against the cold, warped linoleum floor. She stumbled forward, her shoulder slamming har
pped it so tight her knuckles turned a stark, bone-white. She forc
There were no blackened, blistered wounds from the explosion that had ended her life. She
up. Her thumb trembled as she pressed the power button. The
back at her. T
the papers. The day she was forced into a
g, a sharp, blinding spike of agony drove itself directly behind
n tearing from her throat. It wa
or control. The ghost of a life she hadn't fully lived yet pressed against her skull, leaving her dizzy but hyper-aware. Vague echoes of medical terminology and anatomical structures flickered at the edges of her consciousness, refusing to fully materialize. She gasped, her s
ound broke
ack. Clic
oden floorboards of the hallway outside her bedroom
rute force. It slammed against the drywall with a viole
nd
lt house. She was wearing a Chanel dress, the latest season, the fabric
irst. She just raised her le
carats. Pear-shaped. A heavy, gaudy rock that looked
Jax Adler," Ka
ated with a desperate, hungry
blink. She di
inty there. The absolute conviction of someone who knew the future. The kind
born. Just
She waited for it. She waited for Janet's knees to buckle. She waited for the
chest was steady. Her stomach didn't drop. There was no ange
-her fingers immediately dropped to twist the m
er, invading the space. Her perfume was cloying, suffocating. "That
d to break Janet's spirit with th
boros bloodline. The emperor star. The man who would eventually tear open the fabri
l Street golden boy Ka
e currently faili
uffing out, her voice echoing in the small room. "I'm going to be the queen
head, her face an
e air in the room feel thick. "I truly hope you know the man you've chosen. I hop
to the side. Panic. Raw, unfiltered panic flashed across her features. She hated the ambiguit
emanded, her voice shrill. "Jax is pe
an Kandy, but right now, looking down at her trembling form, she felt ten feet tall.
ent that begged to be released. Kandy took an involuntary step ba
ands and clapped.
ling smile. "You successfully intercepted the exact fate yo
f purple. Her jaw clenched so hard i
is pathetic! You're going
w the exact biological pathways to pull Ga
teady finger to
of my r
p so hard a drop of blood welled up. She wa
e sink, picked up her phone, and pulled up the Perkins family
do it. With a frustrated, guttural sound, K
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