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What if she says no? Would she let me go down to M, and then sneak out?
Enough happened with my entering Emily’s mind. I didn’t need her waking up and killing people.
Come on, Lunita.
A minute stretched out, heavy and unbroken, before she finally stirred. “Justice and honor.”
What does she mean?
With a decisive turn, she pivoted on her bare heels and began walking in this awkward-zig-zag way as if she were navigating through an invisible maze.
My smile widened. “You are coming with us?”
“Yes.” Slowly, she made her way forward. Despite the awkwardness of her gait, there was a purpose to her actions, a silent resolve that spoke louder than words.
I directed my view to the little girl. “Are you coming?”
“Yes.” Smiling, she slowly rose from the ground, picked up her stuffed lion, and brushed dirt off his mane.
The sight pulled at something deep within me.
Lunita passed me, and I headed off too, taking in the garden. It was truly a surreal beauty—a marvel to behold. Flowers bloomed in defiance of the darkness, their colors muted but their essence stronger, more resilient in the night.
I kept my pace with her. “Did you plant all of these flowers, Lunita?”
“Nope.” A mischievous glint hit her eyes, “They just started growing after I met my flower man.”
I scowled.
And in that moment, a strange turmoil began to churn within my body. I could not help but feel a sting of jealousy at the mention of the gardener, a man who had, in such a short span, left a profound mark on Lunita’s consciousness and grew fucking. . .flowers on her roof.
I wish I could kill him again.
It was a ridiculous notion, one that should not have affected me so, yet it did.
Deeply.
On one side, there was a part of me that rejoiced in Lunita’s happiness, in the fact that she could find beauty and joy in this otherwise bleak world, especially through the flowers that bloomed so vividly on her roof.
Yet, on the other side, there lurked a darker, more possessive part of me that despised the thought of any other man having such an impact on my mouse’s alter. I wanted to be the only one who influenced her world, who brought her alters moments of happiness and beauty.
The idea that someone else could step in, even for a moment, and leave such an indelible imprint on this world was something I found hard to swallow.
Lunita reached the fire escape. Her hand hesitated for a moment before gripping the cold metal. “Before we go, nasty lion, you need to know the rules with M.”
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“What rules?”
“Number one, never bring up Felicity.”
The little girl got next to Pavel. “Never do that.”
I quirked my brows. “And who is Felicity?”
“Doesn’t matter.” Lunita climbed onto the fire escape. “Don’t say that name, and if he says the name then pretend you didn’t hear the name.”
“But what if that name is important to—”
