LOGINZane didn’t ask questions, just followed me to the car and opened the door for me. I appreciated that he didn’t press. I wasn’t sure if I could speak right now, what with the lump in my throat.The drive back to the palace felt like an eternity. My mother’s mental health was fragile on a good day, a
Liora’s POVThe car had seen better days. Better years, maybe. The paint was peeling in long strips along the hood, one of the side mirrors was held on with what looked like electrical tape, and the interior smelled like oil and old leather. It was a mess.I loved it immediately.“How much?” I asked
Bianca’s POV“I was attending a car show.” Callum casually slipped his jacket off and threw it on the back of his desk chair. His face was expressionless, but I knew he was lying.“Liar.” I stood, planting my hands on my hips. “I’ve already seen the pictures.”“Pictures?” Callum turned toward me, br
Callum’s POVI didn’t expect to lose that race.I knew that sounded arrogant, maybe, but it was just the truth. I had been into racing since I was seventeen, and I hadn’t lost a race in over a year. Coming in second tonight, to the same person I had lost to on the street a few nights before, wasn’t
I was scanning the crowd when I caught sight of someone near the far edge of the pit area. Tall, dark hair, broad shoulders. Something about the way he stood made my stomach do a small, stupid flip that was all too familiar.Callum?I squinted. The distance was too much to make out his features. Bef
Liora’s POVBy the fifth night of sneaking out, I’d stopped counting how close I came to getting caught.Marcus had nearly spotted me on the third night, forcing me to duck behind a hedge for ten minutes in the cold while he did his rounds. Zane had thought that was hilarious when I told him. I did
I didn’t blame him. I was exhausted too. Between overseeing the upcoming dance rehearsals, cross-referencing seating charts with dietary needs, and adjusting seating placements so people didn’t throw a fit about their view being obstructed by a fog machine—it was a lot.And yet, I still managed to s
“I can’t get involved in this,” he finally said after a moment. Nothing more. Nothing less.And just like that, he was gone.…Callum’s POV“Callum.” The principal straightened when I entered his office. “What are you doing here at this hour? I was just preparing to leave for the evening.”Crossing
“Yes, Sir,” Callum said. He strode across the room and took my arm. His grip was tight and hard, and his countenance showed no shred of the gentle and quiet boy I’d gotten a glimpse at last night. Maybe it had all been a dream.As Callum escorted me across the grounds, I quickly realized that this w
Liora’s POV“I am unsurprised to see you so soon after this morning’s incident, Miss Belrose. But you, Zane? And even you, Mia—I expected better from you both.”The principal pushed his glasses up on his nose and regarded all three of us, especially me, with consternation. The clock had just struck







