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“Look I’m not trying to be a bitch,” Penelope says. “And I really wasn’t trying to mess with her relationship, but you’ve got to see the position the rest of us are in here, right?”

I nod, refusing to acknowledge it out loud.

Tamsin stands, and the two of us disappear back into our room, but not before she throws out, “You should still apologise to Stephanie when she gets back. Not cool.”

“She was flirting with Nick on Saturday night,” I admit, once we’re back in the safety of our room. “Just seeing that drove me insane, so I can only imagine how pissed off Stephanie is knowing what they’ve been talking about.”

“I get that, and I get her not thinking it’s a big deal. But also, they’re in a tricky position here.” She grabs an eyebrow pencil, adjusting hers in the mirror. “You do you, that’s all that matters.”

“Thanks, Tamsin.”

“Worry about your happiness and forget about everyone else. If you want both of them, have both of them.” She shrugs like it’s the simplest solution in the world.

If I want to keep Wyatt safe and keep people away from Nick, then I need to have both of them. Leo and Jacob can look after each other, even if I would be interested in something with them.

SEVENTEEN

LEO

Spencer’s gaze flicks to my side, briefly. The longing there is as clear as if he’d written ‘lovesick’on his forehead.Fucking pathetic piece of shit.

You’ll never guess his excuse for being in Ivy’s space and ignoring her completely when she said no. Apparently, she doesn’t know what she wants.

Well, maybe not, but when a woman says no, you fucking listen to them. I might not have many morals, but at least that’s one of them.

And who the hell is he to say that about her anyway? He doesn’t know her. Not really.

She puts on this cold, confident front and pretends that it doesn’t bother her that everyone here knows who she is, and what she’s linked to. That she’s been raised and put on a pedestal by The Sect.

She doesn’t see it, the target that’s placed on her back. She doesn’t hear the whispers from the other women here, or the jealous looks they send her way. And then some look at her like she’s hung the sun and moon, like she’s got the ticket they didn’t know they wanted; The Devils.

What a joke.

Prove your worth.

Show us what you’re made of.

The final three will have the world at their feet.

What they don’t tell you is what it’ll cost you.

And the Angels? They get even less information than we do. It’s been more than clear that Ivy has no idea the game she’s been dropped into. I guess she has a better clue about that now though.

She flicks her hair over her shoulder, a waft of her shampoo breaking me from my reverie as I watch Spencer scuttle away and head out of the door.Spineless.

Throwing my books in the bag at my feet takes less time than it ought to. I’ll never find my notes now, but I know she’s got a class after this one and we need to move quickly, otherwise she’s going to be late.

“How are things at the house?” she asks as I take her bag from the table, carrying it as we cross the room.

“Yeah, they’re okay,” I admit. “It’s been a little tense, since, you know.”

“Yeah.”

“I guess this is what we signed up for though.” Not that anyone actuallysigned upfor anything. “Nobody said it would be easy.”

“But getting to know people only for… that’s messed up.” She shakes her head in disbelief.

I can read the undercurrent of fear in her words. Who next? How? When? All things every single one of us has thought about, but there aren’t answers.

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