INICIAR SESIÓNLori
The morning sun felt like a cold, cruel glare as I dragged my heavy duffel bag across the paved walkway toward my dorm building. I hadn't slept a single minute. The entire night had been spent tossing and turning on the narrow hostel bed, scrubbing my skin until it burned, and replaying the terrifying moment in Richard’s car over and over again.My stomach churned with every step I took. I felt isolated, terrified, and utterly alone.I didn't know whLoriThe world didn't just tilt; it completely snapped off its axis.Ann’s terrifying confession echoed inside my skull, growing louder and louder until it sounded like a roaring waterfall. The air in my lungs turned into solid lead. My vision blurred around the edges, flickering with dark, static spots as the room tilted violently beneath my feet."Lori?" Ann’s panicked voice sounded like it was coming from under miles of cold water. "Lori, look at me!"I tried to reach out, tried to grab the edge of the kitchen counter to steady myself, but my legs instantly turned to liquid. The overwhelming physical trauma of the past twenty four hours all slammed into me at once.My knees buckled. Everything went completely pitch black."Lori! Wake up! Oh my god, Lori!"The cold sensation of wet paper towels pressed against my forehead dragged me back to consciousness. I gasped, sucking in a sharp breath as my eyes fluttered open. The ceiling fan was spinning wildly above me. I was lying flat on
LoriI stared at Jessica, my chest heaving as I waited for her to spit out whatever toxic accusation she had been brewing all morning. I braced myself for the worst.Instead, Jessica threw her head back and let out a sharp, hysterical laugh that turned my blood cold."My problem? You want to know what my problem is?" Jessica sneered, her eyes flashing with a dangerous, unstable fire as she took another aggressive step toward me. "My problem is you, Lori! My problem is that you’re a lying, manipulative hypocrite who tricks everyone into thinking she’s an innocent victim while you ruin every single person around you!"I blinked, genuinely stunned by the sheer venom in her voice. "What are you even talking about?""I'm talking about you and Lucas!" Jessica shrieked, her voice echoing violently off the high walls of our apartment. "You pretended to be so heartbroken! You sat right on that couch crying your eyes out, telling ev
LoriThe morning sun felt like a cold, cruel glare as I dragged my heavy duffel bag across the paved walkway toward my dorm building. I hadn't slept a single minute. The entire night had been spent tossing and turning on the narrow hostel bed, scrubbing my skin until it burned, and replaying the terrifying moment in Richard’s car over and over again.My stomach churned with every step I took. I felt isolated, terrified, and utterly alone.I didn't know who to confide in. Who could I possibly tell without making everything ten times worse? If I told the other fashion judges, they’d think I was making excuses or trying to stir up drama after losing first place. If I told Ann, she’d blame Lucas or blow it completely out of proportion. And if I told Lucas...My heart squeezed with a sharp, agonizing pain. If I told Lucas that Richard had laid his hands on me, he would lose his mind. He’d march straight to Richard’s hotel, start a violent
LucasBy the time the final whistle echoed off the ice arena walls, every muscle in my legs was screaming in agony, but my mind was clearer than it had been all week.I leaned over my hockey stick, drawing in huge, cold lungfuls of air as sweat dripped off the tip of my nose onto the scratched ice. I had pushed myself to the absolute limit today, skating faster, hitting harder, and running every tactical drill with a relentless, laser focused intensity that had left even Coach looking impressed.I pulled through practice. Despite the suffocating knot of anxiety twisting in my chest, despite the agonizing mystery of Lori’s strange behavior, I hadn't let my personal mess ruin my performance. I was genuinely proud of myself. I had kept my promise to the team, proving that when I stepped onto that ice, I could lock out the noise and deliver."Solid work today, Miller," Marcus said, slaps my shoulder pad hard as we skated toward the bench
LoriI practically threw my weight against the front door of my hostel room, slamming it shut behind me and turning the lock three times with shaking hands.My whole body was trembling. I leaned my back against the hard wooden panel and slid down until my knees hit the rug, clutching my knees tight against my chest. The suffocating smell of Richard’s heavy cedarwood cologne still clung to my skin and cardigan like a toxic stain, making my stomach churn with a sickening wave of nausea.A hot, fat tear escaped my eye, tracking down my cheek, but I aggressively wiped it away with the back of my hand. I refused to cry over him. I refused.“You know why you came out with me.”His low, raspy voice echoed over and over in my head, overlapping with the suffocating memory of his hand gripping the back of my neck, his fingers twisting into my hair, and his palm sliding aggressively up my thigh.I had managed to shove him off me, blurted out some frantic, breathless lie about feeling suddenly si
LoriThe restaurant was hidden away on a quiet, cobblestone side street, tucked behind warm amber lanterns that cast a soft glow against the dark glass windows.When Richard pushed open the heavy wooden door for me, the rich aroma of roasted garlic, crushed basil, and fresh wood fired dough immediately filled the air. Soft jazz played gently over the speakers, blending seamlessly with the low murmur of conversation from the few occupied tables scattered across the dim room. It was intimate, cozy, and completely removed from the loud, chaotic energy of the camp."Table for two under Rashford," Richard told the host, lightly resting a firm, polite hand against the small of my back to guide me inside.His touch was brief, just a courteous gesture. But it sent a tiny flicker of self consciousness through me. I quickly smoothed down my dark emerald dress as we were led to a secluded booth near the back, surrounded by velvet cu
Lori’s POVA dark gleam flashed on his eyes as Lucas’s smirk widened. He guided me out by placing his palm firmly against the small of my back. I was putting on a denim jacket, but the heat from his touch burned into my skin.I was surprised to find out that his dorm room didn't look like a typic
Lori’s POV Without waiting to see what he is about to do next, I took my car keys and ran out of the room. I rushed past Jessica and Ann in the hallway. Their worried voices shouted my name. However, I ignored them and plunged out of the apartment and into the cold night air. I knew how reck
Lori’s POVTonight wasn’t just my twentieth birthday. It was the night the secrecy ended.For six long months, Travis kept us hidden. He wanted our relationship away from the campus gossip. But tonight, he had promised to tell everyone about us. I smoothed my sweaty hands down my emerald silk dre
LoriIt was not just because of Lucas. It was because of the person sitting on the opposite side of the stadium.I looked up at the special seating section reserved for the varsity athletes. Travis sat right in the middle of his fraternity brothers, wearing his black football jacket. He looked good







