JESSThe silence of our living room is suffocating.I pace the length of the Persian rug, my high heels sinking into the expensive wool fibers with every aggressive step. The clicking sound usually calms me down, but tonight it just amplifies the panic bouncing off the high ceilings. I cross my arms over my chest, digging my nails into the silk fabric of my dress.My mother stands by the crystal decanter on the far side of the room. She pours herself a massive glass of gin, completely ignoring the ice bucket. Her hands are shaking. The glass clinks violently against the heavy crystal bottle. She brings the rim to her mouth and swallows half the liquor in one long, ungraceful gulp.This is a complete disaster.We drove back from Luke's estate in total silence, the reality of our failure sitting heavy and foul in the confined space of the sedan. The plan was flawless. We were supposed to drop the useless human off, secure the allianc
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