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“Hurry!” Adam is calling to me.
“Juliette, please—”
Warner swipes for my leg again and I gasp so loud I almost
hear it through the sirens shattering my eardrums. I won’t
look at him. I won’t look at him. I won’t look at him.
I swing one leg through the window and latch on to the
cord. My bare legs are going to make this an excruciating
ordeal. Both legs are through. My hands are in place. Adam
is calling to me from below, and I don’t know how far down
he is. Warner is screaming my name and I look up despite
my best efforts.
His eyes are two shots of green punched through a pane of
glass. Cutting through me.
I take a deep breath and hope I won’t die.
I take a deep breath and inch my way down the rope.
I take a deep breath and hope Warner doesn’t realize what
just happened.
I hope he doesn’t know he just touched my leg.
And nothing happened.