He looked at Victoria and held out his hand.
She rolled her eyes and tapped on her phone before Nicholas’s chimed.
“That’s the last time I let you outbet me,” she said, tossing her phone back on the table.
I lifted my head slowly, staring at them through puffy eyes.
“What?”
Nicholas dropped into the armchair by the window.
“We made a bet after the strip club. Victoria said you’d give in within a year. I said less than six months. Guess who just made fifty grand?”
What the hell?
Victoria smiled softly and climbed onto the bed.
“Oh, come on, Scar. You weren’t exactly subtle. Two years ago, when he walked in? Your jaw damn near hit the floor. And honestly? Who could blame you? Have you seen him? He’s unreal. If he looked at me like that, I’d be on my knees before I remembered his name.”
I didn’t answer, genuinely shocked. My whole body felt hot and sticky and sick.
Nicholas leaned back in the chair.
“Oh, and on bonfire night? Don’t think I didn’t hear you two sneaking behind the villa. Had to distract Liya and Pierre so they wouldn’t catch you. Nasty little rabbits.”
My head shot up. “Are you serious right now?”
He shrugged with zero shame. “Pretty sure the whole town heard you, sunshine.”
Victoria snorted. “That’s disgusting. I love it.”
I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, which Nicholas dodged with dramatic flair.
“It’s not funny! My life and yours are on the line, Nic! Ugh, I hate both of you.”
Victoria flopped backward on the bed beside me.
“You don’t. You’re just embarrassed and scared. Which is fair, because the whole world just heard you moan his name like a pornstar.”
I buried my face into the sheets and groaned. “Please stop talking.”
The tears swelled up in my eyes again, and the second a sob slipped out, I tried to hide it, but I couldn’t. It broke through, ugly and loud.
I felt their arms around me almost instantly.
Victoria crawled closer, hugging me tightly from behind, and Nicholas pressed his hand to my back.
I was completely overwhelmed. Everything felt twisted. I didn’t know what to do or what to say.
The party had actually been good.Better than good. I’d had fun.
Jade and Caia had made me laugh so hard my stomach hurt, and I’d finally met Sofiya, the girl Jade couldn’t stop gushing about. We’d danced, gossiped, and ate the most insane food. It felt easy. Safe.
For a second, it felt like life was good.
Then the music had stopped. Cut off like someone had yanked the cord out of the wall.
Jade had grabbed my arm, eyes wide, and handed me her phone without saying a word.