Chapter 7. Be A Liar

Wren

Ezra barges into the room, alongsideTorch and Lizzy.

“Wren!” Ezra rushes to my side, where I’m crumpled on the floor, trembling. “What’s wrong?”

I’m immediately crowded but I can’t speak, tears leaking from my eyes.

Someone presses a hand to my forehead. “She’s fine, definitely not a fever.”

From the corner of my eye, Ezra picks up my phone. He scrolls a bit, and his jaw tightens.

“Birdie…”

The way he says my name only makes me cry harder.

“He’s dead, Ezra,” I sob, a slobbering mess.

My tears mix with snot, and the salty taste slips past my lips, coating my tongue.

“Who’s dead?” Torch whispers, but I catch it.

The phone conversation plays over and over in my mind.

“Can you both leave us,” Ezra says to Lizzy and Torch. “Only for a bit. I need to talk with her.”

“Of course, VP. Call us if you need us.” Torch nods.

Lizzy leans down, rubbing my back. “It‘s okay, pretty girl. You’ll be alright.”