Caprice POV “Tomorrow,” Elena said, one hand on the car door. “You promised. Everything.”“Everything,” I said. “Go to bed.”“Text me when you're inside.”“It's a block and a half.”“Text me anyway. Love you.”“Love you too.”“Rule number one,” she said. “Remember?”“I remember.”She shut the door. I watched her go inside, then drove to my house and parked the old Jetta on the street. I sat there until my hands stopped shaking. Hypnosis. Glowing eyes. None of it made sense.Inside, Antonio and Max were playing Xbox in the living room.“Hey,” I said.“Mm-hm,” Antonio said, not looking up.“Die, Max, die!” Max yelled at the screen.Nobody noticed me. Fine.Vanessa was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher. “Hey, sweetie. How was the beach?” She kissed my cheek.“Okay.” I'd told her we were staying out late with friends. I hadn't mentioned a frat party. Or the beer.“Just okay?”“Yeah. I have a headache, actually.”“Poor thing. Go lie down.” She stopped. “Wait. You got a letter.”“A let
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