Chapter 11 Adrian didn’t sleep. He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, his phone on his chest like a weight he couldn’t get rid of. The voice message played on loop in his head. The way Viper had said his name. The breath. The heat behind the words. The way it had sounded exactly like— No. He still couldn’t say it. Couldn’t let that thought settle. But the fear was no longer about being wrong. It was about being right. At some point near dawn, he got up and took a cold shower. He didn’t want to feel warm. He didn’t want to feel anything. He dressed slowly, hoodie over his head, eyes heavy, limbs tight. Everything felt too loud, too bright, too close. As he crossed campus, he typed a message. Then erased it. Then typed again. We need to talk. In person. He stared at the screen for a long time before hitting send. It didn’t take long. Where? The bleachers. After practice. Come alone. He didn’t wait for a reply. He couldn’t. — Practice was unbearable. Julian acted li
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