MasukAvery's POVA server came by and Zoey ordered another coffee without asking if I wanted anything. I did not ask for anything either. I was not staying long enough to need it."So," Zoey said, folding her hands on the table with the composed look of someone chairing a meeting they had called. "Last night.""Last night," I said."You know Liam was there.""I know he goes out with Tate sometimes," I said. "It's a small city.""He goes there a lot actually," she said. "Velvet Underground." She watched my face when she said it, carefully, the way she had been watching it since I sat down. "Did you know that?""I don't keep track of where Liam goes on weekends," I said. "We're project partners. Not joined at the hip.""Right." She smiled. "Of course."That smile was doing a lot of work and none of it was friendly. I had seen that smile before, at the project session, right before she said something designed to land badly. I kept my expression easy and waited."He watched the whole performan
Avery's POVZoey sent the venue at seven forty-two in the morning.A coffee place near the university. Ten o'clock. No pleasantries, just the name and the address, the way you texted someone you were summoning rather than inviting.I read it, put the phone down, and went back to staring at the ceiling.The thing about Zoey was that she was not stupid. She had never been stupid. She was the kind of person who collected information quietly and then used it at the moment it would do the most damage, and I had known that about her since she came here to my town, before last night. Jade had said it plainly. 'She knows more than she is letting on.' Which meant this coffee was not a coffee. It was an interview. And Zoey had already decided what the answer was before I walked through the door, and everything she was going to say across that table was going to be designed to confirm it.So the question was not whether to go. The question was what going said about me.If I showed up, I was some
Avery's POV"I need you to listen to something," I said.There was a rustling sound on Jade's end, the kind that meant she was sitting up and pulling herself properly awake. "Okay," she said. "Go ahead."I read her the text. All eleven words of it, exactly as Zoey had sent them. Then I stopped and waited.There was a pause on the other end of the line. Not the kind where someone was thinking of something to say. The kind where someone had already thought of something and was deciding how much of it to give."Jade," I said."I heard you," she said. "I'm thinking.""It's almost three in the morning. I've been staring at this text for twenty minutes. I need you to think faster."Another pause, shorter this time. Then Jade said, "Did she finally find out if Liam has feelings for you?"I pulled the phone away from my ear for a second and looked at it, then put it back. "What?""I'm asking if that's what this is about," Jade said. "She went out with him tonight. Something happened. And inst
Avery's POVI read it three times.Each time it said the same thing. 'I went out with Liam tonight. I think we should talk about it. Coffee tomorrow?'I put the phone face down on the nightstand and lay there staring at the ceiling and waited for my brain to produce something useful. But nothing happened. It did not produce anything useful. It produced seventeen different versions of what that text could mean, none of them the same, and all of them at least partially terrible.I picked the phone back up.The text was still there. Short and direct, without any explanation. No indication of which part she wanted to talk about. Just the fact of the evening and the invitation and a question mark at the end of it like the whole thing was simple.It was not simple.I opened the messages and stared at the cursor. I typed, 'Sure, what time works for you?' and then looked at it for a second and deleted it. Too easy. Too much like I had nothing to think about.I typed again, 'Can I ask what thi
Avery's POVI got home just after two o'clock in the morning.The house was quiet. My mum's light was off under her door, which meant she had either gone to sleep early or gone out and not come back yet. I dropped my bag by the door and went to the kitchen and filled a glass of water and stood there drinking it and staring at the wall.The set had gone well. The room had been good, Raven was right about that. On any other Friday I would have come home tired in a clean way, the kind of tired that came from doing something you were good at, and I would have been asleep before one.Instead I was standing in my kitchen at midnight with a full glass of water thinking about Liam leaning forward at that table.I went to my room and changed out of my clothes and got into bed and lay there looking at the ceiling.The calculation in my head started up again the same way it had been since I left the corridor at Velvet Underground. Liam was at the club. Zoey was at the club. I was on the stage in
Avery's POV"I heard them," I replied.Raven unscrewed her water bottle and drank from it and put it back on the counter. She was still in her bar outfit, which meant she had come straight from the floor rather than finishing her shift first, which she only ever did when she had something she wanted to talk about before the information got stale."Two groups," she said. "Girls came in first, maybe four of them. They were already on their second round before the guys showed up." She tilted her head slightly, thinking it back through. "Six guys maybe. Football types, the broad shoulder kind. Loud when they came in but they settled once they found a table."I kept my face still and reached for my makeup wipes."The two groups ended up together," Raven continued. "I don't know if they knew each other or if it just happened the way it does on a Friday. But by the time your set started they were all at the same table near the back left.""Sounds like a normal Friday," I said."Mostly," Rave
Avery's POVI had about three seconds to decide whether to stop her.I used them watching Jade cross the gym floor with that particular walk she had when she was done being reasonable, and I decided that three seconds was not enough time to get between Jade Rivera and someone she had decided needed
Avery's POVTwo seconds.The handshake lasted exactly two seconds and I was the one who pulled away first.He let me go without comment, and for a moment after I dropped his hand, he just looked at me. Not the polite, surface-level glance of a person being introduced to someone they do not plan to
Avery's POVHe did not answer straight away.I had asked about Jade like I was asking about a random stranger I didn't know. He was quiet as if there was an elephant in the room for a second or two before he picked it up. I lay still and waited and told myself I was just curious, that it was a natu
Liam's POVI was three blocks from the library and still talking to myself.Who the fuck does she think she is?I kept walking with my hands deep in my pockets and my jaw so tight it ached. I had gone over it three times already and the answer was the same every time. Jade had stood on those steps







