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One More Lie

مؤلف: Nyra Vale
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-26 07:46:17

Gray asked if I was sick and I couldn't get air into my lungs for a second, actually couldn't, like something had reached in and pressed down. Stage lights buzzing somewhere overhead. Somebody laughing out in the hallway. A chair scraping backstage where Dana was probably still working on that backdrop. All of it too loud except my own heartbeat which I could feel banging in my throat, which is a stupid way to describe it but that's genuinely what it felt like.

"I'm fine," I said, and smiled th
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  • To my Romeo, I am dying   One More Lie

    Gray asked if I was sick and I couldn't get air into my lungs for a second, actually couldn't, like something had reached in and pressed down. Stage lights buzzing somewhere overhead. Somebody laughing out in the hallway. A chair scraping backstage where Dana was probably still working on that backdrop. All of it too loud except my own heartbeat which I could feel banging in my throat, which is a stupid way to describe it but that's genuinely what it felt like."I'm fine," I said, and smiled the way you smile when you need somebody to stop looking at you a certain way.He didn't buy it. Obviously he didn't buy it, he never had, not once in eleven years. "You've been saying that a lot.""Because I'm tired, that's all, it's tech week.""You fainted Tuesday. In the hallway, by the trophy case, Marissa had to catch you." His voice wasn't raised. That was somehow worse than if it had been. "You threw your lunch out today, I saw you do it, you didn't even open the bag. Three nosebleeds this

  • To my Romeo, I am dying   The Truce

    Mr. Alvarez sat us in a circle on the stage floor the next afternoon, scripts open, everyone cross-legged on the cold plywood, half paying attention, phones tucked under thighs where he couldn't see them. I noticed exactly one person in that circle. Nobody else came close to registering.Gray didn't look at me once, not during the read-through, not during the break Alvarez called halfway through act two. He read his lines flat and fast, getting through them like a chore he'd rather skip, and every time our characters' names sat next to each other on the page, something in my chest twisted hard enough that I had to stare down at the script just to breathe evenly.He caught my arm after Alvarez dismissed us for the day, pulling me off to the side near the loading dock, where the stagehands kept old set pieces stacked against the wall, leftover flats from three years of productions nobody had bothered to throw out. A fake balcony railing. A cardboard castle turret with the paint peeling

  • To my Romeo, I am dying   What She Knows

    I caught up to her before she reached the parking lot, bag hanging open at my side, hands shaking hard enough that I gripped the strap just to hide it. She heard me coming and didn't slow down. She let me follow her across three rows of cars like she already knew I would."Give it back.""Give what back?" She kept walking. "I don't have anything of yours, Josie.""You know exactly what I mean."She stopped. Turned slow on her heel and studied me with a look I hadn't seen on her before. Not the smugness from a minute ago. Something closer to calculation, like she was still working out an answer in her head."How long have you known?"I didn't say anything. My face answered for me."Wow." She said it quietly, almost to herself, glancing off toward the buses lining the curb. For one breath, something in her shifted, softer, almost younger than seventeen. Then it shut again, fast. "And you weren't going to tell anyone. Not even Gray?""That's none of your business.""It's a lot of my busi

  • To my Romeo, I am dying   Cast List

    I woke up on a bench outside the nurse's office. Vinyl cushion, cold under my legs even through my jeans. Mr. Alvarez crouched in front of me with his tie loosened and his sleeves pushed up, wearing the face of a man who'd already made one phone call and was still deciding how worried he ought to look for the second one."There she is." His voice came out gentler than I expected from someone who ran rehearsals like boot camp, barking blocking notes at kids twice as loud as he needed to. "You gave the front office quite a scare, Miss Callahan. Fainted dead in the hallway. Scared the life out of the freshman who found you.""I'm fine." My mouth felt dry, like I'd swallowed sand. "Low blood sugar. Happens sometimes."He studied me a beat too long, the kind of look that meant he didn't believe a word of it but had decided not to push. "Your mother's on her way. In the meantime, I've got news that might actually cheer you up." He held up a sheet of paper, still warm from the copier by the

  • To my Romeo, I am dying   Dead to Me

    I spent the whole walk to the auditorium trying to work out how much Sable actually knew, and my stomach had flipped itself inside out three times before I got there.Turned out to be nothing. A bluff, or some half-truth she'd blown up bigger than it was, because when I finally caught her by the vending machines, all she had was gossip about a boy on the swim team that didn't connect to anything real. I almost laughed with relief, then remembered relief wasn't exactly the right feeling for any of this.It didn't last. Gray found me ten minutes later in the parking lot, and one look told me the reprieve was already over."Explain something," he said. "Why does half the football team think you told Coach Reyes I've been faking injuries to skip two-a-days?""What? I never said that.""That's the story going around. A month ago I'd have walked straight up to whoever started it and shut it down for you, no questions asked. That's what I do. That's what I've always done for you." His voice

  • To my Romeo, I am dying   The Rumor Mill

    By Wednesday I understood exactly how fast a rumor moves through eleven hundred people when Sable Winters is the one pushing it.Small at first. Sideways looks in the hallway. A cluster of girls by my locker who went quiet the second I showed up. Thursday, Dana caught the actual version of the story and hauled me into the empty art room at lunch, arms crossed, ready to explode."Sable's telling people you called the whole cheer squad a bunch of airheads who only made varsity because of who they're dating," she said. "Half the team believes her.""I never said that.""I know. But you dumped Gray Locke in front of the whole cafeteria, so right now you're the villain of Cedar Bluff High and nobody's giving you the benefit of the doubt." She dropped her arms. "What's going on with you? Weight loss. Skipping lunch. Disappearing for whole afternoons. Then this thing with Gray out of nowhere. Talk to me."My chest hurt with how much I wanted to. "I'm dealing with something. I can't talk abou

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