Chapter 82 - A broken friendship

I poke at the slice of pizza in front of me, not really interested in eating. It’s cold now, but I don’t care. My stomach feels like a heavy knot, twisted tight with guilt.

I haven’t heard from Celeste since that disastrous sleepover. Every time I check my phone, there’s nothing. No new message, no call. Just silence. And it’s killing me.

“I wish I could just... undo it, you know?” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I push the pizza away, leaning my elbows on the table. Sadie’s sitting across from me, trying to act like everything’s fine, but I can tell she’s worried too.

She shrugs, taking a sip from her soda. “What’s done is done, Tam. She’ll come around. She just needs some space.”

I shake my head, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me. “I shouldn’t have let it get this bad. I should’ve stopped Presley before—” I cut mys