I'm in love with my gangster boyfriend のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

I’m mid-sentence, trying to convince myself that another slice of pizza will make me feel better, when the door swings open. And there she is—Presley, standing in the doorway like she owns the place.The second I see her, my stomach drops. I wasn’t prepared for this. For her.She smiles, that fake, overly sweet smile she always has, and strides over to our table like she’s been invited. Sadie and I exchange a glance, but neither of us says anything.“Hey, girls!” Presl

The morning sun is just starting to peek over the sky as I quietly slip through the front door, the sound of it clicking shut behind me louder than I want it to be. My heart pounds in my chest as I tiptoe across the hallway, hoping—praying—that my mother is not  awake yet.I spent the night at Liam’s again. I can hardly believe I did it. I stayed out the whole night again, we lost track of time, and now here I am, sneaking back in like some sort of criminal. My pulse quickens at the thought of my mom finding out. If she knew… I don’t even want to think about it.As I round the corner into the kitchen, I freeze. My mother is sitting at the kitchen table, a half-empty cup of tea in front of her. She’s staring at nothing, her eyes red and puffy. My stomach twists. She’s been crying again.I stand there, frozen, wondering if I should say something or just slip past and pretend I didn’t notice. Maybe she won&rsquo

I sit in math class, still trying to process what just happened in the principal’s office. It feels surreal. The dean’s list. I’ve never been on any list except for the ones that remind me I’m falling behind. I’m so lost in my own thoughts that I don’t notice when someone slides into the seat next to me.It’s Sadie.She sits down without a word, but I can feel her eyes on me. I don’t even have to look to know something’s off. Her presence is heavier than usual, more deliberate. When I finally glance at her, she’s staring at me with this expression I can’t quite place. It’s almost… accusatory.I shift uncomfortably in my seat, trying to focus on the numbers and formulas in front of me, but the tension between us makes it impossible to concentrate. I tap my pencil against the edge of my notebook, pretending to be busy.Sadie doesn’t say anything for a long time, and I start

I can't believe what I'm seeing.Celeste, standing there in the hallway, laughing and talking like nothing’s wrong—like she didn't just ignore me in m ath class. She’s talking to Nathan, of all people. Liam’s brother.I glance at Tamrin beside me, her eyes glued to the scene, and my stomach twists. She looks devastated. It’s like everything we’ve been trying to figure out, all the texts, all the times we reached out to Celeste, didn’t matter at all. She’s moved on.But the worst part? It’s not with us.Before I can say anything, Presley’s already fuming. I can practically feel the heat radiating off her. She’s pacing, her arms crossed, her face a mask of frustration.“Do you see that?” Presley hisses, her voice sharp and cutting. “She’s over there, acting like you don’t even exist. Talking to some random boy like we’re nothing.”Tamrin

Text to Celeste,I’ve been sitting here for what feels like forever, trying to find the right words, and honestly, I don’t even know if there are any that can fully explain how I feel right now. I’m hurt, Celeste. Really hurt. I keep thinking about everything that’s happened, and I just can’t shake it. You didn’t tell me about Nathan. Your first boyfriend, and I had to hear it from someone else? How is that fair? How am I supposed to feel?We’ve been through everything together, and now you’re shutting me out when it matters the most. It feels like I’ve been replaced, like you don’t need me anymore. And I know that sounds dramatic, but it’s the truth. You’re my best friend — or at least, I thought I was yours, too. We’re supposed to share these moments, right? We’re supposed to be there for each other, but now it feels like I’m on the outside looking in, and I h