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Lisa rubs my leg to wake me up and I gasp. “I can’t believe I fell asleep,” I tell her in surprise.
Shrugging, she says, “It’s a compliment to me that you were relaxed enough to, honestly. Be sure to drink the water next to you, and then get up slowly, okay? Have a great rest of your day!”
She’s so happy, I can’t help but smile back. “Thank you, this was more needed than I thought,” I confess with a small yawn.
Lisa leaves the room and I slowly sit up, drinking the water she left me. Picking up my robe, I tie it and check my phone.
Chastity: This was the best idea! Thank you for suggesting it. Headed to the salon for nails. See you soon!
Chuckling, I reply to her. I’m glad I thought to suggest this as her best friend and maid of honor. It’s shit that I can’t do more for her, but as long as she’s happy, then so am I.
Opening the door slowly, I smile as I see Lisa standing outside the door.
“Follow the lighted sconces down this hallway,” she says pointing. “It’ll lead you right to the nail salon.”
“Thank you.” I smile, walking down the hall.
Chastity is waiting, smiling as she sees me. The nail tech has this pretty baby pink picked out, and it’s honestly perfect. Her grandmother won’t be able to complain, because this is a muted color, and nothing crazy.
“So, are you ready to tell me what’s going on yet?” Chas asks with an arched eyebrow.
My jaw drops as I sit next to her.
“I, uh, don’t know what you mean?” I struggle to say.
“Mmhmm. Sure. Want to try again?”
“Honestly, I was trying to wait till after the wedding. I have a lot to tell you, and most of it isn’t good,” I tell her. “Give me a little time to get my mind wrapped around it, and then I’ll tell you?”
“You have a little time, but I’m not going to forget about this,” Chas says stubbornly. “We aren’t fair weather friends. If shit goes down for you, then it happens to me, too. We tell each other things, okay?”
I nod, feeling incredibly loved. I can also see her being incredibly angry when she finds out about everything. I’ll have to hide all of the knives.
Chapter11
Ihave this sinking feeling that tonight is our first trial and I’m nervous. Chastity is safe with her brother, Jacob, and Tempest went out to see her yesterday, but I’m still on edge. Levi swears she’s safe, but there’s a line of anxiety between his eyes every time he says it.
None of us like that she’s so far away from us. Call it codependency, but I want to be able to touch her so I can remind myself that she’s alive. Levi warned us that anything could happen down in the catacombs, and Ash isn’t helping things right now.
He’s been in a mood because Chas hasn’t taken his calls the last two days. I have a feeling he’s going to have to work extra hard for her forgiveness. I would feel raw too, if I’d had to deal with his special brand of asshole.
Tempest finally called him back yesterday and told him to do better. Then she informed him that Chastity would see him when she’s damn good and ready. Chas’ best friend is fiery. I’m just glad she seems to like me.
“Are you ready for this?” Jonas asks as I grab my robe, placing it by my bed in preparation for being forced from my room in the middle of the night.
“I’m as ready as I can be. We have no idea what to expect, so that makes it difficult. Keeping a cool head is the only thing we can do, regardless of our obstacles. We need to make it through this trial, because we owe it to ourselves and Chastity. She’s been through enough as it is. If we fail, she’ll become someone else’s Eve, and that’s unacceptable,” I growl.
Ash is usually the intense one, but we’re all on edge right now. The stakes are too high for failure to be an option.
“Get some sleep,” Jonas recommends. “The wedding is in two days, so the only thing that makes sense is that this happens today.”
We’ve been going to bed fully dressed, because we don’t want to get caught in our underwear. I don’t care how ridiculous it is, the three of us have gone to bed like this the last three nights.
Climbing into bed, I put my glasses in the inside pocket of my robe, zipping it up. Levi is a man of many talents, making sure to sew this secret compartment into my ceremonial robe, just in case they pull me from my bed without my glasses.
It wouldn’t be the first time. Closing my eyes, I force myself to relax enough to fall asleep.
I really expected to be shaken awake by masked men, and for them to use terror as a weapon. Instead, I wake up freezing, gasping as my body is rolled down a series of stairs in the tunnels. Grunting in pain, I see two other bodies that are groaning as well.
