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What are you— I mouth, but he's pushing my lapel away from my chest, and then I see it. A scarlet stain blooming in the cream of my sweater, just below my shoulder.
It's not his blood. It's mine.
— 6 hours, 20 min ago
It's not his blood. It's mine.
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But Kit covers my mouth with his hand, stifling any sound, and I stare at him, my eyes wide.
What the hell is going on?
Another crack cuts through the still morning, and the tree trunk seems to explode a foot above our heads, showering us with wood chips.
Those cracks aren't breaking branches, I realize as cold horror spreads through me.
They're gunshots.
— 6 hours, 21 min ago
What the hell is going on?
Another crack cuts through the still morning, and the tree trunk seems to explode a foot above our heads, showering us with wood chips.
Those cracks aren't breaking branches, I realize as cold horror spreads through me.
They're gunshots.
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But no matter what my father says, I know-from the look in Ben's eyes to the way he says my name to his charade of regret— that he isn't here to win us over. He didn't come back to beg forgiveness or to prove he loves us after all.
Ben is here for revenge. And I refuse to let him have it.
— 6 hours, 23 min ago
Ben is here for revenge. And I refuse to let him have it.
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Maybe?
I don’t know what page I’m in
Cause I read some this morning when I woke up but I didn’t notice what page I stopped at
What I do know is that Evan’s mom has arrive in England to celebrate Christmas with them
Alexander’s mom is not so happy about that
— 16 hours, 20 min ago
I don’t know what page I’m in
Cause I read some this morning when I woke up but I didn’t notice what page I stopped at
What I do know is that Evan’s mom has arrive in England to celebrate Christmas with them
Alexander’s mom is not so happy about that
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we at the Regal Record can only apologise yet again for revealing her identity this summer and unleashing this Pandora's box of mayhem and vexation on not only the entire country, but the world. One must own up to one's mistakes, and we deeply regret our part in this royal fiasco.
Let us hope that no one else ends up dead tonight.
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— Oct 26, 2026 01:29PM
Let us hope that no one else ends up dead tonight.
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Thousands of tiny colorful lights are strung up around the room, with longer strands crisscrossing overhead, giving everything a soft, ethereal glow.
Garlands decorate the walls, and there are enough poinsettias crammed into corners that I could start my own flower shop. A wreath hangs on the inside of my door, and best of all, there's a large Christmas tree in front of the window, covered in the same colorful string lights with a glittering star on top.
"What—" I begin, baffled, but then I hear a knock on the door. It creaks open before either my mother or I can say anything, and Maisie pokes her head inside.
"Evan?" Her voice is hushed, like someone else is still sleeping in the other room. As soon as our eyes meet, however, the softness in her posture vanishes, and she strides into my apartment like she owns it.
She's wearing an emerald-green ball gown and cherry-red lipstick, and when she reaches the spot where I'm rooted to the ground, she wraps her thin arms around me like I'm made of spun sugar, and one wrong move will make me collapse.
"Maisie?" I say, confused. "What's going on? Did you do this?"
She nods into my shoulder, but she doesn't say anything. And a moment later, I feel something warm drip down my neck and absorb into the collar of my shirt.
My sister is crying.