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  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
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  46. Acknowledgments
  47. About the Author
  48. A Sneak Peek of You Will Be Mine
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Is that what Evan has done to Kevin, too? No, there is no reason for him to lie. We all do things in here that we don’t want to.

I shake my head at Theo, signaling him to cool it. His loyalty is appreciated. I love that he’s trying to protect us, but Evan isn’t the enemy here.

We have to be united against these rich psychos.

Theo’s jaw hardens again. It might take him a little while to trust Evan, but he’ll have to.

We’re in this together.

28

It’s been two days, and Theo still hasn’t warmed to Evan much. Hazel is better; she’ll actually talk to him now.

We’ve not heard a peep from Caleb, Owen, and Matt, like the time Lucie tried to escape. I don’t know where they are or what they do between sending us into those rooms. Can they get any joy from watching us just sit around?

They’re planning something.

Whatever. I’m not complaining or overthinking. When we’re left alone, I can almost pretend we’re all here because we want to be. Like one big sleepover. It’s nice to have those moments, even if they’re not real.

Theo, Priya, Lucie, and Hazel are asleep still. I envy them for being able to sleep past five in the morning. But at least now I’m not alone drinking coffee; Evan can’t sleep, either. Theo, for the first time ever, isn’t up yet.

Evan and I are on the sofa, both holding a mug of strong coffee in silence. For being here as long as he has, Evan seems to be doing okay. He’s certainly not falling apart the way you would expect. He doesn’t seem broken. Or maybe he’s pretending, too.

He stares into the distance, the dark expression in his eyes aging him. He might act okay, he might even be okay, but his eyes are haunted. He’s been through a lot, seen a lot.

“Evan? What do you think will happen?”

He swings his head toward me. “What do you mean?”

“Here. Will they do this forever? Will they get bored? What happens if they decide they’ve had enough tomorrow? They can’t let us go, so will they kill us all?”

“Piper, it’s sunrise. Can I wake up properly before you ask the heavy questions?”

I don’t even know where to begin with helping him deal with the last six months. He doesn’t want to talk about James anymore, so all we know are the facts.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay. I don’t know what will happen, but at the end, whatever that looks like, we’ll fight.”

“There are more of us than them.”

He smiles. “See? We can take them. We have more to lose, and in situations like that, you have twice the strength.”