7 The memories faded .
I grabbed the jacket , hanging around backstage .
Hunter was throwing a fit in the green room .
I didnt know what happened , but he was pissed .
I peeked through the door .
… I saw Hunter grinding someones fingers く into the floor with his shoe , his voice cold : Worthless .

I gasped .
Was that Hunter ? The same guy who followed me around , promising to protect me forever ? The same guy who cried in the corner after paying for the medical bills ? Maybe this was the real him .
After I got to New York , I read some business magazines .
< I learned about Hunters real life .
He was eight years older than me , the black- sheep son of the Huntington dynasty .
He might have been born out of wedlock , but it didnt make him any less powerful .
Not even thirty , but already ruthless .

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A year ago , hed driven his older brother crazy to become the sole heir .
It was hard to picture the cruel side of Hunter from just reading the articles .
But seeing it now- < Felt familiar , and like looking at a stranger .
Maybe I should just leave the jacket at the door and go ? As I was thinking , the door burst open .
Whos out here ? Hunter walked out .
His face was blank , his glasses reflecting the cold light .

I shivered .
Its okay , I have a mask on .
And makeup .
With my eyeliner on , who would recognize me ? = I tried to sound casual .
This is for Wendy- Before I could finish , a girl walked past backstage and called out .
E Sierra , you still havent gone back to the dorm yet ? As she said my name , Hunter grabbed my wrist .