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RUBY JUNE. “Who’s there?” Bruno asked. He took slow, deliberate steps toward the closet. The door creaked open, revealing Alexa standing there with wide eyes. “What the hell are you doing here?” Bruno asked in a low and dangerous voice. “I always come to check on Charles,” Alexa replied, unfazed. “The Luna said not to, but I had to ensure he was okay. So, I snuck in.” Bruno ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “You should have listened to her,” he growled. But Alexa didn’t back down. She crossed her arms and stood straighter. “No, I won’t listen. I’m not letting Charles die like this.” Bruno’s eyes darkened. “You heard us, didn’t you?” “Obviously,” Alexa said, rolling her eyes. Her voice trembled slightly, but she kept her stance firm. “You are evil monsters—both of you.” She