Juliette, please-"
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.
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