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He was driving me home when I asked, "She's crazy, you know that, right?"
"Who?"
"Tiffany." Duh.
He didn't roll his eyes, but it was close. "Yes, I'm aware you don't like her."
"She's a clone of your mother," I told him. Maybe that would get through to him.
It didn't. He just looked more annoyed. "Please. You're exaggerating. Tiffany is harmless."
Famous last words, I thought dramatically at the time.35
But I was more right than I knew.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Don't allow your wounds to transform you into someone you are not."
~Paulo Coelho
PRESENT
SCARLETT
I woke up feeling strange. I was at home, in my own bed, but I didn't know what to do with myself. I checked my phone, saw several missed calls and texts from Bastian, and recalled that I'd promised to call him the day before.
Had an entire day passed? It didn't seem possible but it must have been. I'd woken up the day before in Seattle with a raging hangover and an aching heart.
What was I supposed to do now?
As though answering the question, my phone began to ring.
It was Bastian.
"Hey," I greeted him.
"Are you okay?" he asked, sounding more worried than he should have.
Was I okay? No. Was I going to be? Who knew?
Not me.
"I'm fine," I told him. Girl code for don't ask a silly question, of course I'm not okay.
"I still need to do some digging around, and I have more questions for you, but I just needed to make sure you were all right."
"Where's Dante?" I asked.
"Here. Somewhere in Seattle, I believe. I'm going to try to find him today."
"Find him? You didn't tell me he was missing." It seemed like something that should have come up considering how much we'd talked that night.
"I told you he's been having a rough time."
I didn't bother to point out that one had nothing to do with the other.
"Listen," he told me somberly. "Don't do anything rash. Don't confront anyone. In fact, it would be best if you act as though everything is normal. I still have a lot of digging to do. The less they think we're onto them, the better."
