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CHAPTER43

Evie

They’ve only opened up one floor of the girls’ dorm rooms, and this one only has an en-suite toilet. So, I’m stuck having to haul my shit down the hall to the communal showers for a wash. I usually go in the mornings, but I thought since it was Friday night, it would be quieter if I went just before supper.

I didn’t get as much studying done as I wanted to. The box under my bed kept whispering to me, begging me to open it. To try on the outfit… if only to see how awful I looked in it so I would finally have the will to toss it in the trash where it belonged.

I’m halfway down the hall when I sense someone behind me. I spin around, my eyes narrowing to a glare when I spot the same freshman in that bunny mask a few yards away.

“Tell him I’m not interested,” I say, before turning my back.

But when I’m done showering and I step into the hallway, that same girl is sitting on the carpet. She scrambles up as soon as she sees me, tenses, and then sprints down the hall.

“Not gonna happen!” I yell after her. She pauses at the top of the stairs again, and then runs down them.

“God, I hope he’s paying you for all this time you’re wasting,” I grumble to myself as I head back to my room.

I try to go to sleep, but Sharon never came back to the dorm room and now I’m finding it hard to doze off. Sharon snores like a bear, but I’ve gotten so used to it, that the absence of it seems… odd. I hope this doesn’t mean I’ll need a white noise snore machine to get a good night’s rest.

I’m busy playing on my phone later that night when there’s a timid knock on the door.

What the hell? It’s past midnight.

I already know it’s the bunny before I open the door, but I do it anyway. She’s already halfway down the hall, and as soon as she sees me, she races to the stairs and disappears again.

The hallway is dimly lit. Quiet. A lot of girls have left to go home for the weekend and those that stayed behind are either out partying with friends, or fast asleep.

I slowly close the door behind me.

Reluctantly, I take the box out from under the bed. I lift the catsuit out of the tissue paper and walk over to the full-length mirror, holding it up against me.

When I rush back to shove the thing inside the box, my hand brushes against something soft lining the bottom. I peel away another layer of tissue paper and stare at the long, floor-length cloak nestled inside.

It looks big enough to wrap around me.

To hide any outfit beneath.

“No,” I say through a faint chuckle. “This is not happening.”

I close the lid. Then I open it again. The envelope feels thick and luxurious in my fingers. I lift Owen’s note up to my nose, and inhale a lingering trace of his scent from the paper.

Follow The White Rabbit

“Oh, God,” I groan, pulling the catsuit out of the box. “This had better be good.”

* * *

“No way.” I shake my head. “Nofuckingway.”

“Ma’am?” The guy in the black suit holds out his hand to steady me, as if the danger of tripping is the biggest thing on my mind right now.

I clutch the front of the cloak in a tight fist at my chest, seriously considering turning and running.

My mind underwent a series of emotional rollercoasters as I tried to curb my curiosity. But I had to know what the hell Owen was trying to pull. And once I’d put on the catsuit and followed the white rabbit to the limousine that brought me to this private airfield, there was no going back.

The girl with the bunny mask steps forward and lifts it, revealing her plump face. Her bright green eyes crinkle at the sides as she smiles. “Don’t you want to know what’s on the other side?”

I swallow a dry lump. “I… I’ve never flown before.”

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