LOGINMany students cheered. A few looked at each other in confusion, maybe a little disappointment. Some of the ones surrounding me turned my way, looking for a reaction that I refused to give. I tightened my grip on the strap of my bag and made a silent decision then and there that I was definitely not
Liora’s POV“Pregnant?”The word squeaked out of me, high pitched and weak, before I could stop myself, making a few nearby students glance my way in confusion. Marissa and her girlfriend both gave me an apologetic look the moment they saw my reaction.“I’m sorry,” Marissa said quickly. “It’s just a
Liora’s POVI woke up the next morning with my mind already made up. The moment I opened my eyes, looking up at the ceiling as the first rays of morning sunshine played across the white paint, I knew exactly what I was going to do today.I was going to tell Callum the truth.All of it. Who I really
Something cracked in my chest. I felt alone and stupid and small, and in that moment, I simply didn’t have the strength to send anyone away.“One drink?” she asked, noticing my look. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, but we do have a history together, and I’d feel awful letting you sit h
Callum’s POVLiora’s door clicked shut behind her. I stood there for a long moment in the darkness, smiling like a fool.It had been a good night. Better than good, actually. I hadn’t planned on the concert going the way it did—hadn’t planned on a lot of things going the way they had over the past w
The first note was loud and raucous, nearly drowning out the roar of the crowd. Around us, the bar patrons surged forward, and I went with them without thinking, pulled in by the music.Somewhere in the first song, Callum appeared at my side.He didn’t say anything. Neither did I. We just stood ther
He was…clearly avoiding me.And doing a stunningly good job at it.The whispers followed me everywhere, snide comments, stifled laughter, and more than one accusation that I had somehow seduced him into chaos and was getting what I deserved. Bianca, of course, was thriving. Her corner of the cafeter
LioraThe rain didn’t bother me.Mia would shrink away from it, try to avoid the frizz or the cold or the mud. But I always would something oddly comforting about the way it blurred the world a little. Like everything was smudged in watercolor, and if you stared long enough, nothing really looked th
LioraPaper hit the side of my head with a satisfying thwack.I simply raised the book a little higher above my skull, like a makeshift shield against flying insults and cafeteria napkins. Mia walked beside me, her jaw clenched, her eyes already scanning the hallway like she might chuck a binder at
She pulled a lock of her blonde curls behind her ear. “Then act like it. Because from where I’m standing, you look like a two-timer playing both sides.”I let out a short, humorless laugh. “Hardly.”“Oh, really?” She arched a brow. “Then why is it all anyone talks about at lunch? I had three girls a







