“Don’t. Call. Me. Stupid,” I warned and Rosalie stepped toward me, cupping my cheek. “You’re not stupid, but that idea is. So listen very closely when I say that under no circumstances will we let any other inmate’s magic free apart from Roary’s. Repeat it back to me.” There was a sparkle in her eye, the kind that spoke of our secret language and my mood picked up as I nodded, a mischievous grin pulling at my lips. “Under no circumstances will we let any other inmate’s magic free,” I said, winking at her and she frowned. “Why did you wink?” she hissed. “I didn’t.” I winked again. “Stop it,”
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