Page 3 of Twisted Hearts

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Page 3 of Twisted Hearts

“Got it?”

I nod. “Got it. Can I take this off now—?”

My phone rings, making me jump.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Eilish!” Britney hisses. “Are you actually serious?!”

Shit shit shit. I must have turned the ringer back on by accident when I was fiddling with my phone in my pocket. I quickly jam my hand inside to silence it.

“Sorry,” I mumble.

“Fuck,” she sighs. “I really thought you’d be better at this—”

The phone rings again before I can turn it down. My face twists.

“I’m so sorry. Can I just check to see if it’s an emergency?”

Britney groans. “Fuck.Fine. Knowing your family, it’s probably someone needing bail.”

Yeah, fuck you, too.

“Okay,” she mutters, grabbing my arms and shoving me back. I jolt as my knees hit the back of a chair, toppling me into it. “You have one minute.”

“Can I get some privacy?”

“No.”

My teeth grind as I pull my phone out of my pocket and I frown again under the blindfold. “Uh, can you…”

“Oh myGod, the fact that you’re even being considered for the Crown Society is mind boggling to me. Here. It’s someone named Callie. Not a fuckingwordabout what you’re currently doing, as if I need to say that?”

I can feel her hand brush mine as she taps the answer button. Then I raise the phone to my ear.

“Hey, Cals, this isn’t really a good time—”

“Are you fucking serious, Eilish?!”

I wince at the abrasively loud tone in her voice. Which is saying something, considering “abrasive and loud” is sort of her default setting.

“Um…about?”

“Don’t fucking bullshit me!”

“This isreallynot a great—”

“Do you even haveanyidea what the fuck you’re doing?! Breaking and entering?!?!”

Shit.

“Who fucking told you!?” I hiss into the phone.

“Dahlia.”

Goddammit. Dahlia is one of my closest new friends from business school—a good enough friend that I might have maybe spilled the beans about my initiation tasks to her. In fuckingconfidence, I might add.

She had plenty of concerns, obviously. And apparently when I ignored those concerns, she passed them straight up the chain to Callie.

“Dude—”




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