The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 7

“What’s the issue now, Luigi? Tyler’s voice dripped with irritation Thought you were dying to wrep this shit up. We swear she won’t actually die! We’ll

open the doors right before dhe starts, We, coding

or whatever.”

Luigi’s voice remained granite hard “It’s too fucking risky. Nothing happens to her. Find another way-

“Are you serious right now?” Blake jumped in, openly hostile “You ghosted Lella tonight to chase after that nobody! She’s been crying her eyes out all evening–took you fifty texts to calm her down You promised we’d plan the grand finale tonight to prove you’re still team Lella. Now suddenly you’re getting cold feet? Have you forgotten who actually matters here? Dump the charity case already and get back to the girl you’ve been obsessed with since kindergarten.”

Luigi’s breathing quickened audibly, like he was about to launch into an argument, when a delicate voice cut through the call:

“Luigi.” Leila’s soft, hurt tone immediately silenced everyone. “I heard what you guys were discussing to I’ll just ask you directly–I need this to be the final punishment for what she did to me. Are you with me or with her?”

The silence that followed was deafening.

“You promised you’d do anything for me,” Leila’s voice trembled with perfectly calibrated vulnerability. T thought I was the one who mattered to you.”

After a lengthy pause, he finally answered, his voice rough with resignation: “Fine. Whatever you want,

Leila.”

Her tone instantly brightened. “That’s my Luigi.‘

The guys whooped in the background: “Epic finale, here we come!”

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sure nothing actually happens to her,” Luigi insisted once

clarity. No matter what conflicted feelings he might have, when pushed to choose, he would always choose Leila.

phone, and sent the final message she’d

send.

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Final Revenge

Chapter 7

plan flawlessly. “I’ve got a surprise for year today,” he said, h voice uncharacteristically warm. “Close your eyes and

studied his face for a long moment–memorizing each feature, each line

a silk blindfold over her

to his car.

firm against the small her back. “Wait here for a minute,” he whispered close to her ear. “I need to get your gift ready. The

stood perfectly still, listening as his footsteps

the hinges creaked, she

“Luigi.”

His footsteps halted.

did love you, you know?” Her voice was steady, devoid of accusation or bitterness–just

between them

it felt like not to. When you finally said yes to me, I thought the universe had

silent, but she could hear

for me. Despite everything I know now, some small

them, heavy with