Vermouth's chest heaved violently. She longed to slap that rotten-orange-peel face of Rum's until it was bruised and battered, but she had no choice but to play along with him.
Since she had no idea what even trickier matters might be waiting ahead, tearing off her mask would only cost her an even heavier price.
Besides, there were some things she could discuss with her precious girl in private, and some truths were indeed getting harder to keep hidden.
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