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“You need to come back to us now, Willa.”
“You have got to stop dressing me like a night walker,” I drawled. “Men are going to start asking me how many tokens for a session.” It was the sort of lifestyle I was sure my mom indulged in. She called it survival, but when she spent all the tokens on alcohol, I called it destructive. “I have a lot of tokens,” Siret deadpanned. I snorted. “You don’t need them.” The humour died off his face. “Willa …”
“They don’t need to see you flirting with me right now out of pity. And they definitely don’t need to see me taking it like I’m starving for the precious scraps you throw my way.”
“We’re not your friends, so you have to pick a different word. Maybe … boyfr—” “Princesses,” I inserted. “Not where he was heading with that,”
do it again. “What do you want?” I asked Rau, my voice almost steady despite how much I was shaking. “I want you to die already.” It was almost a whine. “Why won’t you just die?”

