Wordle #1154 – BRACE
Everything stops, like someone has pressed a giant pause button.
Bree sits frozen, her mouth stuck open in a stunned, bewildered expression, not even blinking. Only her chest moves—a fluttery up-and-down with each panting breath.
“Oh, shit…” Stevie murmurs in our ears.
With that, Bree cracks open like an egg, spilling out a mess of emotions. She throws back her head, and an indescribable noise somewhere between a scream and a wail wrenches itself from her, both anguished and enraged. Her manicured nails dig so deeply into her chair’s armrests that I swear I can hear threads popping.
When Bree snaps her eyes back to me, they’re sparking with fury. I brace for an attack.
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