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Cindra’s POV The air shimmered between Helio and me, thick with the unspoken anxieties of his plan. Well, his and Kora’s plan. I chewed on my lower lip, my gaze flicking around the room and skittering over the silverware. “What’s that face?” Helio asked. I shook my head, turning it over in my mind. "It won't work," I stated flatly, my voice heavy with conviction. "She won't go through with it." Helio flinched, a muscle spasming in his jaw. "It’s her plan.” “That doesn’t matter.” “Of course, it matters. Why would she come up with a plan she doesn’t intend to follow?” He looked away, taking a deep breath. “She’s not going to drop out.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “And how can you be so sure about that?” He set his jaw. “Why can’t you just trust me?” I scoffed, and he went tense. “What