“It’s okay. It’s my destiny.” She throws up a dismissive hand. “On a more happy note, who wants to party?”
“Do you even have to ask?” Ava jumps up and they both disappear into her room.
Cecily’s still shaking.
“Ces?” I smile at her. “Are you okay?”
“What? Yeah. I’m cool. Totally cool.”
“You said cool twice. Are you sure everything’s all right?”
She nods.
“You know you can talk to me, right?”
Her light eyes glitter as she stares at me for a beat too long. I think she’ll say something, but then she shakes her head. “You’re a doll, did you know that?”
“And you’re hiding something.”
“We all do, Glyn,” she says with a hint of sadness.
“I don’t hide things from you guys.”
“Yeah, right. I guess I missed the convo where a certain Killian has become the center of your attention.”
“That…is not true.”
“Then Anni must’ve been dreaming about the whole flirting session that happened at lunch yesterday.”
“Oh, Anni.”
“Right. Anni. She wouldn’t shut up about it.”
“It means nothing, Ces.”
“It’s okay if it does.” Her expression softens. “I’m happy to see you more balanced these days, even if it’s caused by a bastard from The King’s U.”
“Why do you hate them so much?”
“Have you missed the bastard part?”
I pull away from her, thinking about the nightmare from two days ago. I’ve been meaning to talk to her and Ava about this since I realized it might not have been a nightmare, after all.
“Hey, Ces.”
“Hmm?” she says over the rim of her cup.
“You think I sleep better these days?”
“Totally.”
“I heard you say that to Bran and Ava the night Remi brought fish and chips.”
Her cup freezes halfway to her mouth, but then she takes a sip. “Oh? I must’ve forgotten.”
“Cecily.”
“What?”