Chapter 70:
meet the bloodbriars
At some point, someone mentions the models again.
“…We had to cut ties,” Terry says quietly.
“…Bad situation,” Damien adds.
I already know.
Jealousy.
Drugs.
Violence dressed as glamour.
I sip my soda.
“…You saw it before we did, didn’t you?” Damien asks.
“…Patterns,” I reply.
Diana glances at me.
“…He always does.”
No one questions it further.
They trust me.
That’s… new.
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