Liora
The Stage was a chaos of smoke and yelling below. Stagehands scrambling, lights toppling like dominos. Someone shrieked about the rigging. Someone else was stamping out a small fire licking the edge of a cape from a light that had shattered to the stage below.
And with that, screaming.
The skybridge groaned, still horizontal, but leaning. The jolt of a few snapping wires freezing Jessica and I instantly.
I looked down.
People in the ballroom had noticed. They weren’t dancing anymore. They weren’t laughing. They were staring at us, pointing and shereaking for someone to do something, everyone starting ot be ushered away from the stage.
Okay. Okay, Liora don’t panic, just—
The metal beneath me trembled.
Jessica and I locked eyes, then looked at how far we were from the oppo
