Chapter 17

Audrey

"She's right through here."

The nurse pulled aside the curtain and let Tina and I through. Exchanging glances, we stepped into Avis's small hospital room- the scent of antiseptic mixed with fresh flowers from a vase on the side table overwhelming us.

"You guys came." Avis grinned at us from the hospital bed, her blonde head sporting a clean white bandage where she had hit it.

Tina and I surged forward, each of us hugging Avis from one side. When we pulled away, I practically had tears in my eyes. Tina pushed her red hair out of her face and beamed down at Avis, "Tina told me you were okay," I said,

id, "but I had to see fo

see for myself"

Avis giggled and tucked a stray blonde curl behind her ear. "The doctor said it was just a mild concussion," she said, reaching up to touch the bandage covering her temple. "Did you h

have to get stitches?" Tina asked as she leaned closer to get a better look.

Avis nodded and let out a huff. "Yeah. They said it might leave a bit of a scar on my eyebrow."

Tima and I exchanged angry glances, and I felt my chest clench. Reaching out to give Avis's hand a squeeze, I said, "I'm sorry that happened. It's my

"Your fault" Avis narrowed her eyes at me. "How!"

I swallowed and shrugged. "I was useless. I should have tried harder to get away from them, to="

don't want to hear it." Avis waved her hand dismissively. "I haven't regretted biting Linda

Without thinking, I leaned forward again and threw my arms around Avis, squeezing her so

ear.

at us, "I just got word that her

I

us." She paused then, her eyes widening slightly as she scrolled through the text on her phone "An Without an explanation, Tina shoved her phone into

into saucers as I slowly lifted

at each other in shock as we took in the implication: Linda might not be in the running for the fashion show after all. Perhaps she truly had become

produce a

her life.

loud it caused both me and Tina to whip our heads around- such a loud sound for such a

tears with the back of

time

strode down the hallway with a bag

apartment earlier that morning, but had taken

didn't want to see him, not after spending the night in his apartment, and especially not after having a wet dream

That would be ideal.

his door and reached for the handle, a sudden voice caught my

"Excuse me,"

still hovering in front of the doorknob, to see a woman walking toward me. She was tall and curvaceous, with dark brunette hair and warm brown eyes. She wore a pencil skirt into which was t down, dark pantyhose and black

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