Page 59 of Brutal Royal


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I sigh again.

Talk about selective hearing.

“I said I’ll get some later,” I tell her as I walk past with my clothes. “And Idon’thave your pills.”

Hopefully this time she’ll take it to heart.

She spins around, pouting. “But I’ve lookedeverywhere.”

“Can’t you just get a refill?”

“Wouldn’t that be nice?” she mutters, then turns and shoves a bowl in my direction. Chili slops over the rim and almost lands on the floor. “Here you go.”

I try not to sound annoyed when I say, “I’ll come back for it.”

She shrugs, puts the bowl down again. “Could have said that in the first place.”

I stare at her in shock.

She peeks at me through her lashes. “I’m kidding.”

I let out a reluctant laugh. “You’re something,” I tell her. “I don’t know what, and I don’t even know if I like it, but you’re definitely something.” As I turn, she hurries up to me with something behind her back.

“Wait.” She brings out two shots of clear liquid. “Truce?”

I stare down at the alcohol, then up at her. “Really?”

“Don’t be a loser.”

I roll my eyes at her. “Just one.”

She grins, and we clink our shot glasses together before tossing them back.

I end up having four before I can convince Kat that my clothes will get creased if I don’t go fold them straight away. She dismisses my concerns with a wave of her hand.

“Evie… wait,” she calls out as I walk away.

Something about the tone of her voice puts my teeth on edge. I turn to her, frowning. “What?”

“I… uh… there’s something else. I didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t think it was a big deal… but…”

I cock my head, giving her my bestout with itexpression.

She relents, scrunching up her mouth before blurting out, “Owen was in your room the other night.”

I can’t quite hide the incredulous note in my laugh. “What?”

“He was snooping around. Said he didn’t trust you. I told him to get out.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

She shrugs. “Like I said, I didn’t think it was such a big deal.” She looks at my pocket where I shoved the key she’d just given me. “I’m guessing he felt bad, which would explain why he gave you back the key. So don’t go apeshit or anything, okay? I’ve never seen or heard of Owen apologizing in his entire life… so maybe cut him some slack.”

“Cut him some—” I make a strangled sound, my lips twisting.

Kat rolls her eyes at me. “See? This is why I didn’t want to tell you.”

I manage to keep my irritation in check. Barely. The last thing I want is Kat keeping things from me because she thinks I can’t handle it. “I’m fine.”

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