Page 40 of Breaking Her


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I felt a little nauseated. This man was kicking a beehive, and he didn't understand, not fully, what was about to come out to swarm him.

But what he was doing—I needed it done.

"I won't confront anyone," I assured him. "Everything will stay normal on my end. Good luck. And . . . thank you."

"You don't have to thank me," he said, something hard entering his voice. "I'm doing this for myself as much as anyone. I'll be in contact soon."

I felt strangely better after we hung up, a little lighter.

My stomach grumbled and I realized I was hungry.

I couldn't remember the last time I'd had an appetite.

I was digging through the fridge, scrounging up breakfast, when Demi arrived home with some woman I'd never seen before. Both had armfuls of groceries.

Demi beamed when she saw me. "This is my friend, Moonbliss. We met at Om Nom Organics last week and hit it off."

To be fair, Demi hits it off with everyone. And if I guessed correctly, she'd just adopted another lonely person. They came from all walks of life.

I greeted her friend politely, even though I could tell with one glance that she was one of those.

Sallow complexion. Thin to an unhealthy degree. Wide, glassy eyes. Un-dyed, untreated, product-free, brown hair.

She was a vegan. No, worse. Much, much worse.

A juicer. A raw, vegan juicer.

Also, Moonbliss?

"Oh, you're having breakfast?" Demi noted. "Perfect timing! We're just about to cook something."

I eyed their reusable grocery bags dubiously. "What were you about to cook?"

Moonbliss looked horrified at our exchange. "Cook? Oh no. We don't cook. Cooked food is valueless food. We prepare."

I was too tickled with amusement to even think of rolling my eyes. "What were you about to prepare?"

"Green shakes."

"Sounds delicious," I said dryly.

Moonbliss didn't catch the sarcasm. "Oh, it's simply nirvana. I make it with goodness greens and activated almonds."

I was still mouthing 'activated almonds?' at a confused looking Demi when Moonbliss spoke again, "Would you like one, Scarlett? You look as though you could use some brain dust."

"Brain dust." I wasn't asking about it so much as trying the words out in my mouth. "Did you just say brain dust?"

"Wait, what? Are you serious? You don't partake of brain dust?"

Was I serious? It was getting harder and harder to give her straight answers, but the longer I let her go, the better the payoff. Clearly.

"Was it made by a virgin?" I asked, deadpan. "On the third day of a new cycle?"

Demi bit her lips to keep from laughing, looking away from me.

Moonbliss gave me a look that told me I'd just made her moon decidedly less blissful. "Do you want one or not?"

"Are you making anything else?" I asked hopefully. "Maybe something with solid food, or even meat?"

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