CHAPTER 11
BLAIR ASHFORD
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"I'm fine," I whimper as Zane and Nikolai help me down into one of Zane's plush chairs in his office. Inside I'm still trembling from the information I was fed ten minutes ago. I've been too busy throwing my guts up to actually try and digest the conversation. "Honestly, I'm fine."
Nikolai and Zane share a glance that tells me they know better but in fact they don't, they know nothing at all. I watch as Zane raises his hand and presses the backs of his fingers to my forehead. "You're burning up, Blair."
"I'm just hot from dancing," I say quietly. "Not enough water, I promise."
"Red, you were sobbing."
Oh God. I forgot about the tears that stained my cheeks whilst I was projectile vomiting into the bowl. f**k. Pressure grows behind my eyes at the thought. N
