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They looked at Tilda like she was some kind of thousand-year monster. How could one person be good at everything? It was enough to make anyone jealous.
Tilda stretched and yawned. "I’m full. I’m heading out. I need to catch up on some sleep." She’d been pushing herself nonstop to meet Benedict’s standards, barely catching any rest.
"Huh? Queen, you’re leaving already? I still have places I wanna check out!"
"Nope. Dinner is enough for me. You guys are young and full of energy–always running around, never tired. Impressive, but not me. You go. I’m out."
After that piano performance, Tilda reached her goal. Anyone with ears could tell what was up. Genevieve was the fraud who stole someone else’s identity. She was a plagiarist. After that, Tilda walked off first.
The Comet Squad sat frozen for a beat before it hit them. Tilda just reached 20. She was younger than them! How was she already that amazing? She could even work with entire nations and be respected. Compared to her, their 20s felt like a total joke.
Right then, they made another silent vow. They’d never abandon Queen.
“Wait up, Queen!”
Genevieve was cracking inside. She kept trying to think of something to convince Justin. He couldn’t find out she had been lying.
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If she didn’t marry into the Jensons, she’d never escape her nightmare. Just as she was about to speak, Justin bolted out.
“Justin?”
Even Tilda and Russell calling after him didn’t stop him. Justin looked more tense than ever. He only wanted to catch Tilda and get the truth. That meant everything to him. Genevieve saw his expression and knew it was over.
No matter how Tilda answered, her plan was wrecked. She needed a place to think and figure out how to fix this mess.
Tilda stepped out of Starlight Dining. The Comet Squad wanted to follow, but she told them she was heading home to sleep and would call a cab. Dragging them along would only cut into her sleep. She was seriously worn out.
January in Slosa was still cold. Tilda pulled her puffer jacket tighter. Next month was the winter holiday. She planned to see Dane and Mystro and celebrate together. But she wasn’t sure if Liam would make it out. Lately, she’d been sneaking looks at the underground base’s cameras. Liam was still down there, pushing himself day and night on that treatment project. He kept tweaking, reworking, and never giving up. He spent a long stretch trapped underground. He had no freedom, his life constantly hanging by a thread.
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But Liam was extremely excited. His eyes burned with passion every time he made progress. That gave Tilda peace of mind. Liam was just like the legends said.
With that kind of drive, he’d beat that strange illness and walk out of that underground base one day!
Tilda hadn’t brought a car. She came with three others in a rideshare. Since Starlight Dining was way off the main road, she figured she’d walk to the street before calling a cab.
Out of nowhere, someone came running hard.
“Hold up, Tilda!”
Justin’s voice sounded anxious. When she turned, she saw him sprinting so fast and yelling so loud that he tripped and slammed straight into the ground.
Smack.
The sound of bones snapping was clear. It looked like his shoulder popped out of place. The pain hit him instantly.
Tilda was speechless. What the hell is this? A skit? Some kind of slapstick show?
She instantly regretted even pausing for him. She spun around, ready to keep walking.
“Tilda, don’t go! I need to talk to you about something serious!”
Even hurting like crazy, Justin dragged himself in front of her, blocking her way.
“You want me to beat you up?”
Tilda was beyond sick of the Jensons.
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They never stopped chasing people who couldn’t care less. Had she been wrong back then for craving family too much? If she’d acted this coldly earlier, maybe they would’ve clung to her even tighter.
Forget it–what a bunch of weirdos!
Justin, already used to her sharp tongue, clenched his jaw and asked, “That piano piece you played earlier… Where’d you learn it?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“It’s important to me! Please, Tilda, just tell me!”