|Ever|Oh. My. God!My lungs freeze. The air in my room turns cold.I reread the headline, and my gaze lingers on four words."Billionaire. Singer. Thomas. Knights."The name howls inside my skull. The man from last night. The Rolex. The tuxedo—A scream escapes my lips, and my phone slips from my numb fingers, thudding against the carpet.I'm fucking screwed. "Sweetie, is everything okay?" My father yells from below the stairs. "Yes," my voice comes out too high. I clear my throat. "Uh- A bug. It just... flew right on my face."A beat of silence passes. I hold my breath. "Aw, you're such a baby. When you're done, come down for breakfast, okay? I made delicious waffles.""Okay, Dad," I call back, my voice straining at the edges. I can't let him know. My hands clamp over my mouth, stifling the scream that wants to tear out of me again. It'd kill him.He'll worry about me, and I don't want that for his health. With trembling hands, I snatch my p
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