Se connecterMaya's POV "Look at this," Lyra said, pointing to a message from months ago. "This is from before you even met Professor Blackthorne."Victoria Sterling: The new scholarship girl is going to be a problem. She's exactly the type of broken bird that bleeding hearts like Ronan go for. Need to nip this in the bud before she gets her claws into him."She targeted me from day one," I said, feeling sick. "Before I'd even done anything wrong.""Victoria sees any attractive woman as competition," Lyra explained. "But you were special, you had the tragic backstory, the intelligence, the vulnerability that she knew would appeal to Ronan. She couldn't compete with that, so she decided to destroy it instead."I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache building. "How do we use this? Even if we expose her group chat, she'll just claim it was harmless gossip, not actual harassment.""That's where this comes in," Lyra said, pulling up a new folder on her laptop. "Financial records. She's been using her
Maya's POVThe campus library was nearly empty at midnight, which was exactly why I'd chosen it for this meeting. Lyra sat across from me at one of the back tables, her laptop open between us, and for a moment it felt like we were eighteen again, pulling an all-nighter before finals. Except now, instead of studying together, we were plotting to take down someone who'd been systematically destroying my life."Victoria's been more careless in the group chat than I expected," Lyra said, scrolling through months of messages. "Look at this."She turned her laptop screen toward me, showing a conversation from three weeks ago.Victoria Sterling: Need someone reliable to "accidentally" spill coffee on Maya's presentation materials before her Advanced Herbalism final. Will pay $200 cash.Brad Morrison: I can do it. What time?Victoria Sterling: Right before she presents. Make sure it looks natural.My stomach dropped. "That presentation was worth thirty percent of my grade. I barely passed the
Lyra's POV Maya looked at me like I'd lost my mind. "What?""I've been watching her campaign against you from the beginning. I know what she's been doing – the harassment, the manipulation, the way she's been systematically destroying your reputation. And I know she's planning something bigger.""How could you possibly know that?"I pulled out my phone and showed her a screenshot of a group chat I'd been added to months ago. "Victoria recruited me. She thought because of our history, because of what I did to you, that I'd be willing to help her finish the job."Maya stared at the messages on my screen, Victoria coordinating harassment campaigns, planning to release more damaging information, discussing ways to drive Maya to a complete breakdown."You've been in this chat this whole time?" Maya's voice was hollow. "You've been watching her plan my destruction and you said nothing?""I never participated," I said quickly. "I never contributed information or helped with any of her schem
Lyra's POV She stared at me for a long moment, and I saw a dozen emotions flicker across her face – surprise, hurt, anger, and something that might have been hoped before she shut it down."I don't think we have anything to say to each other," she said finally, turning back to her laptop."Maya, please. I know I have no right to be here, but..""No, you don't." She spun back around, and now I could see the full extent of what the past few months had done to her. She was thinner, paler, with dark circles under her eyes that spoke of sleepless nights and constant stress. "You have no right to be here, no right to talk to me, no right to anything from me.""I know that." I took a hesitant step into the room. "But I couldn't stay away anymore. Not after watching what happened at the festival.""Oh, so now you care?" Maya's voice was bitter. "After months of radio silence, after letting me deal with everything alone, now you suddenly develop a conscience?""I've always cared," I said desp
Lyra's POVI stood outside Maya's dorm building for twenty minutes before I finally worked up the courage to go inside. My hands were shaking as I clutched the coffee and bag of her favorite chocolate chip cookies I'd brought as peace offerings, pathetic gestures that could never make up for what I'd done, but I had to start somewhere.The viral videos of Maya's breakdown at the Spring Festival had been playing on repeat in my mind for the past three days. Her desperate screams, her collapse, the way she'd begged everyone to just leave her alone. I'd watched it happen from across the quad, too much of a coward to intervene, and the guilt had been eating me alive ever since.I'd caused this. Not directly, maybe, but I'd set the first domino falling when I betrayed her with Ashen all those months ago. Everything that had happened to her since – the trust issues, the desperate need for connection that led her to Professor Blackthorne and Jaxon, the vulnerability that Victoria Sterling ha
Maya's POV "She's not yours!" I screamed.The words came out louder than I'd intended, silencing the crowd around us. Every phone camera was pointed at me, every livestream was recording, but I couldn't stop the words from pouring out."I'm not anybody's! I'm not a prize to be won or a problem to be solved! I'm not your redemption story or your forbidden romance or your damsel in distress!"Tears were streaming down my face now, and I could hear the crowd murmuring, but I didn't care anymore. Everything I'd been holding in for months was exploding out of me."I can't breathe without someone analyzing it! I can't eat lunch without someone filming it! I can't have a conversation without it ending up on social media! And now you're all here, fighting over me like I'm some kind of object, making everything worse!""Maya, please calm down," Ronan said gently, reaching toward me."DON'T!" I backed away from his outstretched hand. "Don't tell me to calm down! Don't try to fix me! Don't pret







