Becky's POV“For fuck’s sake, Lora, let me sleep. We can talk about this when I wake up,” I said, turning over and using my pillow to cover my ears, hoping it would at least block out a little of the female, elegant voice that was filled with worry, panic, and mockery.“But…”“No buts,” I yelled, finally shutting her up.“Yes, ma’am,” she replied in a small voice.“Thank you,” I said, getting comfortable in bed and blacking out almost immediately.—The next time I opened my eyes, the sky outside my window was bruised purple and gold. Evening. My room was dark except for the sliver of fading light leaking in through the curtains. For one blissful second, I thought maybe my stomach would let me sleep until morning.Then it growled. Loud. Aggressive. Like an angry bear demanding tribute.I groaned and shoved my face deeper into the pillow. “Shut up. You’re embarrassing us.”You’re embarrassing yourself, Lora whispered, smug now that I’d woken her too. I told you—food would call you back
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