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ran the door. She wasn't big, but she had eyes like a hawk and a scar on her knuckle that read like a memoir. She wore a crimson vest and no shirt beneath, her silver whistle resting against her collarbone. Tonight, she was looking for one person.

Chase stepped back. "You're... my sister." charlee chase belle de tit

But no fight came. Chase simply sat down, took Belle's hand, and ordered two whiskeys. ran the door

Inside, sat alone at the corner table, the ruby's red glow pulsing faintly against her cheek. She wasn't drinking. She was waiting. Tonight, she was looking for one person

Outside, the rain began to fall on the bricks of De Tit . Inside, two strangers became family, and the ruby went dark for the first time in a hundred years.

Charlee appeared beside them, arms crossed. "Alright, you two. Outside or upstairs. Choose."