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“As you wish,” he said and turned away. “Don't say I didn't warn you.”

With those words, he pushed his way through the crowd toward the exit.

If he valued his life, he would disappear.For good and forever.

Chapter 63

Mady

I didn't know why I was making myself so pretty. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that everyone I knew was enjoying their time together at the trendiest club in town.

Maybe I would just go to Mia's. She was home alone and had been talking about this party all week. She was only fifteen, so she wasn't allowed to go.

My cell phone rang, and I looked at the cracked screen.

Speak of the devil.

Grinning, I answered it.

“Shall I come over?” I asked and heard Mia groan.

“Listen, Mady. I'm at your door. And Ineedto go to this party.” I swallowed. “Everyone, justeveryonefrom my high school is there. Only I can't be there.”

I didn't know what to say, so I looked in the mirror, perplexed.

She was far too young for this place. Then again, I had gone everywhere with Vivienna and the others when I was sixteen. The memories of that time hit me painfully.

“Mia, you shouldn't do what everyone else does. It's a club and...”

“Come on, Mady,” she pleaded. “I don't have anyone else to drive me there. The others are all there already.”

It was one thing not to go to a party because everyone there seemed to hate you, but it was another to have all your people there. Mia shouldn't lose touch with her friends like I did. She shouldn't have to carry the same regret that I was carrying.

I sighed. “Give me five minutes.”

Mia groaned in relief. “You're a sweetheart!” Then she hung up.

I looked in the mirror one last time and put on a black velvet hairband. Then I got up, put on one of the many dresses from my wardrobe that was halfway suitable for a Halloween party and hurried downstairs.

In the hallway, I bumped into Ezra.

“Where are you going?”

I slipped on the boots I'd left outside the door after cheerleading practice today.

“I'm just dropping Mia off quickly, then I'll come back home.”

I was expecting a moral lecture, but when I looked up, Ezra was leaning in the doorway, watching me with curiosity.

“What?” I asked.

He raised an eyebrow. “Weren't you going to a party?”

“Don't worry, I'll pass,” I said with a dismissive wave of my hand and grabbed my car keys.

“Mady?”

I turned to him.

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