“Abby,” Ava started, her voice gentle but firm, “Director Adkins called us this afternoon. He told us about the suspension, the video, Madison… everything.” She paused, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. “He’s asked us to come to a meeting tomorrow. Madison’s parents will be there too.” My stoma
Abby POV The familiar creak of the front door echoed through the Pritchards’ mansion as I stepped inside, my duffel bag slung over my shoulder, heavy with more than just clothes. The grand foyer stretched out before me, all marble floors and chandeliers, but it felt colder than I remembered, like t
Abby POV The city lights blurred past the car window, a kaleidoscope of neon and streetlamps as Caleb drove me through New York. I sat in the passenger seat, my duffel bag heavy on my lap, my hands clutching the straps like they were a lifeline. I’d told him I’d take a taxi, that I didn’t need hi
Her words hit me like a slap, and I stood there, stunned, my mouth opening but no words coming out. I wanted to argue, to tell her she was wrong, that I’d never seen her as anything less. But the truth in her eyes stopped me. Had I been ignoring her reality? Pretending everything was fine because
Annie POV The walk back to the dorm felt heavier than it should have. The quad, with its golden sunlight and chatter of students, had seemed so bright just moments ago, with Peter’s arm around me and Summer’s laughter ringing in my ears. But now, as I pushed through the glass doors of the dorm buil
Summer’s eyes lit up again. “Yes! A night out is exactly what we need. Come on, Ann, you deserve this. Let’s go have some fun.” I managed a small laugh, their enthusiasm pulling me out of my funk. “Okay, okay, you win. Let’s do it. But no tequila shots, Sum. You know how you get.” She gasped, mock