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I really hope so because by my calculations I’m now engaged to three guys. Fuck.

Rebel slides the ring onto the ring finger of my left hand, alongside the other, original ring. It’s a perfect fit, because of course it is, Rebel has designed everything down to a T.

We kiss and the moment is as perfect as any can be, before Nix picks up her nerf gun and fires a rubber tipped bullet at Rebel’s crotch. He groans and collapses onto the decking while she screams at him, “Die, mother fucker! Die!”

Baxter cackles loudly in the background.

Raven’s Diary

Present Day

Fuck. I don’t even know what day it is – how ironic is that? Most people can pinpoint exactly when their whole world came crashing down, and here I am in a post-Christmas sugar and sex haze not knowing what the hell is going on.

Only, I do know what’s going on. My life is imploding. The letter in my hand is another ticking time bomb that’s set to detonate on January 8th. I always hated Mondays.

I kept rereading the letter but the words kept swimming before my eyes. Who the fuck sends a court summons over Christmas? Happy New Year we’re taking your child away.

Bastards.

No. I can’t think like that. I have to be positive. This is it. The end. We’re going to win and send Cuntdelia packing once and for all. There’s no judge in the whole country that would place Nix in her care now they know she’s abusive. They can’t.

Fuck you, Cordelia. We’re coming for you and we’re swinging.

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