Chill out. I touch the iron nail beneath my dress.
Gotta thank Glamma for the lucky pendant. I step out of the bathroom and beeline toward the stage.
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I feel feverish, mad as hatter and a March hare all rolled into one. She enjoys long hikes in the woods where better to find the fair folk? GIE is multi-published, and in her role as an editor has helped hundreds of authors make their dream of being published a reality. When their dormant feelings for each other begin to rekindle, they struggle with feeling anything positive after so much suffering. Come inside before you make yourself sick. The rain begins to slow a bit, signaling an end to the storm. Turning his head toward me again, he stares at me with his dark, glittering eyes.
His face seems stuck in a permanent scowl, causing his forehead to crease and his mouth to pinch at the corners. He sighs. Why anything? He shakes his head and snorts.
The last of the rain has fallen, leaving the sky overcast. The scent of the air after a real storm is missing, and it leaves a pit of longing in my gut. All I know is death and loss. Yasmine was what I had decided to fight for—the chance to have something of my own when this was all over. Setting the urn aside, he unfolds his long legs to stand, towering over me with his hands braced on his narrow hips. There is no end … not for us! And what the hell are we trying to gain anyway? A chance to live in fear, cowering underground? Standing to face him, I clench my hands into fists at my sides.
I raise my hand and point toward the hovercraft hangar, which opens into a tunnel leading to the outside.
We have to fight! I got the first part covered, and the second is coming any day now if President Drummond follows through on his warning. He starts to walk away from me, but I follow, trotting to keep up with his long strides. I draw up short before I slam into him, the momentum of my fast pace almost causing us to collide. Swallowing past the lump of grief in my throat, I wrap my arms around myself. Yasmine became like a sister to me, and I know her death hurt you more than anyone here, but I lost her, too. But before Gage or Yasmine … before the Resistance … we had each other.
Grinding my teeth, I fight the urge to punch him in the face. Could I have been this much of a bitch after Gage died? This is about us. I will never stop fighting for you, because the man who saved my life deserves a chance to redeem his. His jaw flexes as he looks away, staring off across the quad. You have the Professor, Olivia, Laura, and Alec. I curse under my breath as a tear slips free of my human eye. You gonna give up on her, too? What makes you think I can protect that girl? All that matters is that you fight. She would have wanted us to keep going, and you know it. Nodding, he sniffs while a few tears track down his chiseled face.
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It hurts so much. Reaching out, I take his face in my hands and pull him toward me, resting his head on my shoulder. He hunches from his massive height and leans into me, wrapping one arm around my waist and holding on as if his life depends on it. His hold is painful, but I endure it, hugging him and holding on just as tight. Loving Dax has always hurt; I am used to this. Emme is already conflicted due to the fact her last boyfriend cheated on her and her whole world is off kilter with her family issues.
Life suddenly seems easier keeping Brendon away and relying on her crystals and horoscopes to guide her. Emme soon starts to realize she needs to focus less on the stars and more on her senses. Can Emme get over her insecurities and make her relationship work? I laughed. Crap, I just got gravy on my dress.
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Kylie told me to be grateful it was just gravy after the night we had. We went into a convenience store to get snacks.
Ignoring my intuition proved to be the wrong thing to do because who did I run into? Brendon, Lauren, Sam, and his date. Plus, Margaux had her hand firmly pushing me into the store. Kylie told her to shut up, but Margaux was probably right. We started to leave when Brendon came back inside. Margaux moved in front of me to block the view of my dress. A bunch of us rented a room just to hang out.
Margaux went over to the guy behind the counter. Please let her try to make herself look decent. The three of us tried to scrub the stain, but the gravy was not coming out.
The driver took us to the hotel, and I had to do deep breathing exercises before we knocked on the door. Instead, Sam answered the door. Like I could walk over to where Lauren was sitting in the same oversized chair with him, almost on his lap. How obvious could you get? Krysten Lindsay Hager knows how teens think and speak, and she understands why Emme would feel overwhelmed by everything about Brendon — his looks, his popularity, his feelings for her, his exes, his family.