Chapter 50
Astrid “Blair?” I knock once. Twice. Three times and she still doesn’t open her bedroom door. Normally, I wouldn’t barge into her house uninvited, but she missed her morning meeting with a client, and now she’s missing a class with the warlocks and witches in training. I walk down the hall and check the rooms next to hers. Empty. Worry settles in the pit of my stomach. This isn’t Blair. She wouldn’t ditch her responsibilities like this. I clench my fist and start pounding on the door. “Blair!” Silence. At this point, I don’t give a rat’s ass about being mannerly because the next thing I know; I march right into her bedroom. I’m half expecting to see her sleeping, but I’m surprised to find her hunched over the toilet, panting, with the bathroom door wide open. A gasp slips from my
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