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Chapter twelve
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The weight of whispers Seventeen
It is a beautiful day for all the students of Lincoln Royal college, but an anxious one for the candidates. Students gathered around, their face lit with excitement. Some dashed toward their supposed winners without hesitation, while confusion lingered on others’ faces as they paused, weighing who truly deserved their vote. The candidates stood before the crowd of students, Sunlight washed over their faces while their hands stayed busy reaching out, gesturing, persuading passersby one conversation at a time. Laughter floated around, banners fluttered, voices overlapped. Today was election day on who would emerge as Miss Lincoln and other posts to be held. And tomorrow, the results will be out, and the winners will be announced.I’d been thinking about what Lucas said the other day. About me. About the influence I carried, and the gravity of the effect it would have on his voting poll. About standing up and calling people out, giving them a real reason to choose him as Miss Lincoln Ro
The weight of whispers Chapter sixteen
"Huh? Did you say something?" Layla paused, pulling back slightly, her brows knitting as she searched my face for clarity. "Am I not doing it well?" Her voice dipped, uncertain now. Her breath became slow and tight. She straightened up, still watching me like the answer might be written somewhere on my face. Her fingers lifted, brushing my cheeks gently. "Tell me how you want it, I'll give you exactly that" She leaned in to steal another kiss. I tilted my head just immediately to dodge it.It seemed as though Layla didn't hear me say 'lucas' name. My mind raced, scrambling for a lie in case she asked, or she replayed the moment out loud. I reached up, smoothing the strands of hair clinging to her face, then pressed a soft kiss to her lips. That was what I could afford for now."Babe, you're doing just fine" I said quietly, forcing steadiness into my voice. She searched me again "Then why did we stop? Her voice cracked just enough to sting. “You don't want me?”"Of course I want you m
The weight of whispers Chapter fifteen
“If you think I’d mention a name,” Philip said, his voice steady despite the blood sliding down his face, “then you’re all tripping. Do your own investigations.”He dropped the mic.The sound echoed dull through the crowd as he stepped down from the podium, pushing through the side of the platform with one hand pressed tight to his bleeding forehead. No security rushed him. No one helped. The crowd just watched him go, disappointed, like a show that ended too soon.Something inside me finally loosened. My lungs worked again. My blood stopped roaring in my ears. I sucked in air like I’d been underwater and just resurfaced. My knees felt weak, but at least they held.The crowd broke apart in pieces, students drifting off, laughing, arguing, already bored. Phones slipped back into their pockets. The moment had passed. The damage though stayed.“I can’t believe Philip of all people is gay,” Layla said beside me, her voice sharp with disgust. “God, he’s such an embarrassment to his family.
The weight of whispers Chapter fourteen
I didn’t want to go to the public announcement. I already knew what Philip was about to say. Actually, one part of me wanted to disappear and not take part in the shade that was definitely gonna be thrown at him, and another part needed to be there to make sure my name didn’t slip out by accident. “You’re gay,” Maxwell laughed, his eyes glued to his phone as he sipped his drink.“What?” The word flew out of my mouth. My chest locked instantly, like someone had pressed pause on my blood.“I said he’s gay,” he repeated himself, still scrolling. “Bet that’s what he wants to confess. If it was anything else, he’d have posted it already. This is bigger.”My ears rang. I could’ve sworn he said you’re gay. My thoughts scattered, tripping over each other. Guilt crawled under my skin, thick and hot, making it hard to breathe properly.“We better hurry and get a good spot,” Layla said, laughing too loud. “If he’s really confessing, I’ll be in the front row. I’m not missing that.”Her laugh scr
The weight of whispers Chapter thirteen
I didn’t know if what I was doing was right. I only knew I needed somewhere to hide, until whenever. Until life figured itself out for me. Or until the people who placed me on a pedestal stopped looking so closely.I can’t let them know. Not now. Not anytime soon. Maybe never. I just don't know.Being into guys would tear everything apart for me The respect, the image, the version of me they’d already memorized. I’d rather choke on the truth than hand it to them.I was walking down Maple Walk, the narrow path that cut through the academic block and the old library, when I saw him.Philip.My chest tightened before my brain caught up. He leaned against the brick wall like he’d been waiting, arms crossed, jaw tense. The same guy I was making out with at the freshers’ party. The same guy Lucas had seen me with.He didn’t look happy to see me. Neither did I.Public places were dangerous. Philip knew that. I knew that. Still, he pushed himself off the wall and stepped straight into my pat
The weight of whispers Chapter twelve
Knowing fully well that Lucas wasn’t the type to be deceived easily, I had to move fast. Thinking wasn’t enough anymore; thinking was dangerous. Lucas saw too much, noticed pauses I didn’t even realize I made, read between breaths. If I stood still, he’d peel me open layer by layer.So I chose motion.Maybe dating Layla wouldn’t be so bad. I didn’t feel anything romantic for her—nothing that pulled at my chest or rearranged my thoughts—but affection didn’t always have to be complicated. She loved me. That part was obvious. Maybe I could borrow her feelings the way people borrowed umbrellas in a storm. Temporary. Useful. Protective.I, Tristan, and Maxwell agreed to meet in their dorm room later that evening. They were roommates. It felt safer there. No Lucas who could have barged in at any moment.When I walked in, the room was lit only by the television screen. The glow painted their faces blue and white as they battled each other on a soccer game, their fingers moving fast on the co
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