Still speechless, no one said a word for a couple of minutes. The air in the court felt heavy, like the pressure from Peamah's glowing green eyes was still hanging over us. We were still sitting right there on the hard wood of the floorboard, processing the fact that we were all still alive.
I turned my head slowly toward Sasha.
I really thought my head was going to be smashed into pieces by that basketball earlier. The way it came flying at me was like a bullet. But at the very last second, she stopped it. It was surprising, and totally unexpected. I never thought I'd see the girl who tried to kill us actually act as a shield.
"You saved me," I muttered, my voice sounding small in the vast, empty court.
"Yes, I did," she replied.
"Is this some kind of repayment? Because I begged Princess to spare your life on Saturday?" I asked, trying to figure out her angle.
