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“Where are you going, Laynie?” Cassius calls from the kitchen as I stomp away.

“Where else? Your cousin needs to wake up,” I yell back and march outside. I go to Brandon’s study first, expecting him to still be there since it’s where I delivered his food, but he’s not. I invade his room too, but he’s not there either, so I enter the passage from his bedroom to his library.

I look down from the library’s second floor, and I find him by his desk alone.

Brandon is looking so magnificent in his snug black vest and white shirt as he sits on the edge of a desk, holding a tablet. He is frowning at the screen, so he must be working. But screw that. He has to hear what I have to say.

I march down from the first floor and lock the door to prevent an intruder from coming in. He doesn’t seem to notice my presence until I clear my throat.

His eyes brighten at the sight of me, but he keeps his face impassive. “Alayna.”

“We need to talk.”

His eyebrows knit together. “What is this about?”

“I told you