Page 211 of Ruby Tears


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I braided a rope of all our secrets and all his confessions, lassoing myself to him so I didn’t fail when it came time to act out our scene.

You both can’t be compromised.

You understand that, right?

One of us under the influence would be a disaster, but both?

We’d fail.

We’ll forget our lines and—

Rainbows suddenly glittered off prancing zebras.

Waterfalls sounded in the towering potted ferns.

The clicks, chirps, and scurries of jewel-coloured beetles added to the percussion where hooves thundered from herds of wildebeest and the lamenting calls of mated swans above echoed like a sad orchestra.

No.

Please no.

Hunching into myself, I fought the ever-deafening sounds coming from delusion.

A loud knock sounded on the door, ripping through me like cannon fire.

I flinched and ducked over my knees, only for Henri to suck in a worried breath and Peter to nudge my shoulder with his.

The pressure of his body against mine felt wrong, unwanted.

I inched away, wincing at the scratchiness of the carpet against my bare skin.

“Just put it there, please,” Victor murmured, waving at a shell-inlaid backgammon table nestled beside a cage holding a thousand dead hummingbirds all contorted and wired to look as if they flew in an emerald, sapphire, and amethyst hurricane.

“Yes, Sir V.” Two men in black suits placed a large platter on the table before ripping off silver domes and vanishing out the door. The scents of decadent morsels shot up my nose.

I gnashed my teeth together, forcing myself not to be violently sick.

“You said you needed to eat?” Victor smirked at Henri swallowing hard on the floor. “So…eat.”

“Yeah, I’m good.” Henri groaned. “If I eat, I’ll shurl.”

Oh no.

Tears pricked my eyes.

He’s slurring already.

I shifted beside Peter, trying to get Henri’s attention.

Eat!

Please eat!

Soak up the liquor.

Don’t let him win.

A gust of icy paranoia clawed at my spine.

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