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  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
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  45. 41
  46. Acknowledgments
  47. About the Author
  48. A Sneak Peek of You Will Be Mine
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  50. Back Cover

“It’s fine,” I reply. It was my idea to come back in here and not take a chance, and although I believe it was the right decision, I have to face the consequences.

Hazel and Theo’s eyes are on me as I walk to the door and open it.

“Oh God, Piper!” Hazel shouts.

I spin around just as the door slams shut and locks.

The hairs on my arms stand with goose bumps at the terror in her scream. They want me to go to room zero with Kevin.

I brace myself on the wall and breathe.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. I can’t fight someone to the death, and I certainly can’t fight Kevin. He’s big and strong.

The door at the end of the waiting room clicks. It’s now unlocked, and I have to move.

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Which room?

I suck air into my lungs, but it’s like trying to inflate a punctured tire.

Where are they sending me?

It can’t be room zero. Not already.

I stumble forward, my legs like lead. My palm hits the door first, and I push it open.

Get it together, Piper. You can do this.

The lighting is low through the rooms, and the smell of bleach stings the back of my throat. Caleb, Owen, and Matt cleaning this place doesn’t seem to fit somehow. But they must do it. It’s not like they can have a cleaner come in.

I press on, ignoring the speakers and cameras on the ceiling as they watch me make my way to whatever torture they have planned.

Opening the door to the hallway to hell, I lean against the wall and take a second to compose myself.

Whatever this is going to be, I can do it. I’m not going to die in here. I’m not going to leave my parents with another child’s funeral to plan. I could really use you with me right now, Penny.

The first door on the right is open.

I sob in relief, my eyes closing. It’s not room zero. One is sound. It’s going to be loud, but I can cover my ears to hopefully muffle the worst of it. I can do sound; it won’t kill me.

Underestimating. That’s what I’m doing on a major scale. It’s going to be awful.

Opening my eyes, I walk to the room and gently push the door until it opens enough for me to slip inside. The room is the same size as the temperature room, but this one is framed with round speakers at the top and bottom of the walls.