تسجيل الدخولLEON'S POVWe met May at a diner near the courthouse twenty minutes later, and she was already waiting in a corner booth when we arrived, still in her work polo, her expression tight with something between guilt and urgency."I probably shouldn't even be telling you this," she said the moment we sat down. "I could get in trouble for looking at case files I'm not supposed to have access to. But Leon, I saw your name on something, and I couldn't just pretend I didn't see it.""What did you see," I asked, my stomach already tightening.She glanced around the diner before pulling out her phone, angling it so only we could see the screen — a photo she'd clearly taken quickly, slightly blurred, of a printed document."It's a witness list," she said. "For the trial. And it's not just you and Aaron listed on it."I scanned the document, my eyes catching on names I recognized immediately — Amanda, Marcus, Damian — and then, near the bottom, a name that made my blood run cold.**Rose Kessler —
AARON'S POV"This is Aaron," I answered, my heart already picking up speed out of sheer conditioned reflex."Aaron, it's Detective Hayes," she said. "I wanted to update you before this hits the news, since I know you and Leon have been through enough surprises lately.""What's happening," I asked, feeling Leon step closer, his hand finding mine."Ethan's lawyer withdrew the plea deal this morning," she said. "He's changed his mind. He wants to go to trial instead."The ground felt like it tilted slightly under me. "Why would he do that? He confessed. He handed you a written statement himself.""Legally, a defendant can change course at any point before sentencing," Hayes said, her voice carefully professional but not unkind. "I don't know his lawyer's exact strategy yet, but I wanted you both to hear it from me directly instead of finding out through a headline. This means there's a possibility you'll be asked to testify after all."I closed my eyes, the news landing heavier than I ex
LEON'S POVWe agreed to meet her the next afternoon, at a park neither of us had any particular history with — neutral ground, Aaron said, somewhere that didn't carry the weight of everything that had already happened at the coffee shop or the school.Amanda was already sitting on a bench when we arrived, and she looked different than I remembered — smaller, somehow, stripped of the confident polish she usually carried like armor. She stood the second she saw us, her hands twisting nervously in front of her."Thank you for coming," she said. "I wasn't sure you would.""You said it was important," Aaron said, his voice guarded. "So talk."She nodded, sitting back down, gesturing for us to join her. Aaron and I sat across from her instead, and I watched her flinch slightly at the distance, like she'd expected it and hated it anyway."I owe you both an apology," she started, her voice unsteady. "A real one, not the kind I've been avoiding giving for weeks because I was too ashamed to act
AARON'S POVLeon's father's face finally cracked, and it wasn't grief that broke through, it it was relief, so boldly written on his face."She's stable," he said, his voice shaking. "There was some bleeding they had to manage, more than they expected, but they got it under control. She's in recovery now. She's going to be okay, Leon. She's going to be okay."The sound that came out of Leon was half sob, half laugh, and he collapsed forward into his father's arms, both of them shaking, and I felt my own eyes burn watching it, watching a family that had been through absolute hell over the last week finally get one piece of unqualified good news.Rose was crying openly beside me, and I pulled her into a hug, the two of us watching Leon and his father hold onto each other like neither of them planned on letting go anytime soon."Thank God," Rose whispered against my shoulder. "Thank God, thank God."They let us see her a few hours later, groggy but awake, smiling weakly when she saw all
LeonIwatched Aaron's face as he read the messaged, i saw bow the color drain slowly from his cheeks, and my stomach dropped in sympathy before he even say a word."What does it say," I asked carefully.He didn't answer right away. He just stared at the screen, his jaw working, and then, without a word, he turned the phone toward me so I could read it myself.*Aaron — I've had time to think about everything since our conversation. I won't pretend I've fully come to terms with all of it. But your mother, God rest her, would never have forgiven me for using money as a weapon against you over something like this. I'm continuing to fund your tuition through graduation, no conditions attached beyond the ones that were always there — keep your grades up, stay out of unnecessary trouble. I hope, in time, we can talk about the rest of it more honestly than we have been. — Dad*I read it twice, my chest loosening with relief on Aaron's behalf even as he sat frozen beside me, staring at the sc
AARON'S POVThe hospital felt different this time so cold, somehow, despite the same fluorescent lights and the same worn carpet from two nights before.Leon's father met us in the hallway outside his mother's room, his face gray with exhaustion, and something in his expression made my stomach twist before he even said a word."What did they find," Leon asked immediately."They found a blockage," his father said quietly. "In one of the arteries near her heart. The stress event from the other day likely triggered symptoms that were already building. They're saying she needs surgery. Soon. Possibly within the week."Leon went pale beside me, his hand finding mine automatically, gripping tight."Is it serious," he asked, his voice barely holding steady."The doctor said it's manageable if we act quickly," his father said. "But it's not nothing, Leon. I won't lie to you about that."We found his mother sitting up in bed, paler than I remembered but alert, her expression softening the mome
LEON'S POV After the final bell, I didn't head for the bus. Instead, I slipped through the shadows of the hallway, moving toward the gym.The air here was surprisingly cooler, smelling of damp concrete and decades worth of dusty trophies.After going around and noting down everything I needed, I f
LEON'S POV “Ah…” I groaned weakly as I blinked awake at the sound of the alarm beeping. The morning sun seemed a lot harsher than usual as it spilled through the glass windows of my bedroom.“Shit,” I groaned, pressing a shaky hand to my temple.The little throbbing I felt at the back of my head
LEON'S POV “But dad…”“I said, kneel.”With a heavy heart, and no more response, I dropped to my knees instantly, my knees hitting the wood. I didn't dare look up. My thin school pants offered no protection, and the tent in my trousers was still there, proud and unafraid of my father's wrath.Le
LEON'S POVThe room was lit up by the steady light from the laptop screen.“Damian slammed his huge, veiny cock into me...”I chewed on my bottom lip as I typed the words with shaking fingers, my breaths coming out fast in the silent room. My heart was racing so hard, it felt like it'd burst out o







