Chapter 39: Pen Pal

[Nyx]

I’ve been trying to leave my house for over a week, but my father insists on keeping me under house arrest.

When he found out about the locks on my dorm room door, we had a “conversation.” I fell apart, telling him about Lily, the Legacy Seven, and of course Atticus Preston and his obsession with my best friend.

And then I told him about the skeleton keys.

He was livid. The thought of my being exposed to those “privileged old-money brats” whose ancestors probably enslaved ours, made him see red. He called the dean of the school, who would neither confirm nor deny my “allegation”--which of course verified the truth of my words.

So he began calling his attorneys. Being a music mogul does have its advantages, but unfortunately not enough to take on the mega-corporations behind the Legacy families. They said they’d try, but unless we can PROVE what we claim, there is nothing they can do.

Essentially, there is nothing we can do to protect ourselves.

“The best thing you can