Chapter 0258

A cheer goes round the train car and we all lift our glasses higher, toasting our friend and making her feel at home, before we each take a sip. Daphne, a little embarrassed but clearly pleased, struggles to take a sip because she’s smiling so hard. A little rush of joy moves through me as the rich taste of the champagne moves across my tongue, the bubbles echoing the effervescent happiness of my soul in this moment.

“Well, thank you,” Daphne says, nodding her head around to all of us. “But the true celebration is your success at the Academy this first semester-”

We all cheer round at this too, laughing and shouting, I think needing this outlet after the

stress of it all. –

“To making it throu

Daphne says, raising her glass again, and we all toast to this as well, sipping more. When it’s all done, I frown at mine and Daphne’s half–filled glasses and move around her to grab the second bottle of champagne out of Jesse’s hands the moment he pops it open.

“Hey!” he shouts in protest, but I know that he doesn’t really care as I take the bottle by the

neck and move back to Daphne’s side.

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“Sorry, this is girl champagne,” I say, giving a little shrug and carefully looping my arm with Daphne’s, grinning at her and nodding towards the door to the bathroom at the far end of the room. I turn my smile on her alone now. “Want to take a second, just me and you?”

“Well, if there’s girl champagne involved,” she says, giving a happy little shrug. “Who am I to protest?”

murmurs jokingly, ducking beneath the bar and pretending to

champagne is just whiskey,” Rafe mutters, dry, as Daphne and I move along to the bathroom and I push open the door. “Is there any of that

A with

popping back up a tiny bottle that our dad either forgot to have removed or secretly hid

pull out cut crystal glasses to drink their own toast, I shut the door behind Daphne and I and prepare myself for a

turn around, prepping to pour both of us more champagne, I smile to see

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the wide pink cushion that stretches along the length of the window, the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, the marble finishes to the sink and the tucked–away toilet area. “This was….not what I was expecting when I thought ‘train

gesturing over to the window seat. “This was…all mom. But she knows

while mom and dad designed this caboose together

dad in it

masculine lines, polished wood – all rich monied elegance. But here, with rose–gold details and

snuck this in. Which is probably why it’s my favorite

mouth to stop her saying that she’s sorry – but she puts

I say, smiling softly as I rest my head

that,” she says, nodding, “but…I mean, it’s unforgiveable, isn’t it? I feel like you may never trust me again. You should be able to trust me implicitly know that I’d never, ever slip something into your drink or betray you in any way.

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