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*Rafe* After leaving the feeders’ quarters, I head upstairs toward Ainslee’s room, but I don’t make it that far. I’m about one staircase away from her floor when I see Riley coming at me. I wonder if she’s demanded the staff let her know when they see me coming. They all hate her, so they wouldn’t do it unless they had no choice. If she didn’t treat them like s**t, perhaps they’d be more accommodating. “Oh, Rafey, there you are.” She has tears in her eyes, but the streaks on her cheeks look like she’s simply wiped some of her makeup off. Like most things about Riley, it all seems fake. And I f*****g hate it when she calls me Rafey. “Riley.” I let out a sigh, and we both pause on the landing. “What the hell happened?” She reaches for me, placing a hand on my chest and leaning her head