Sara I found my clothes in the dim light and pulled them on quick. My legs felt wobbly but I managed. Renaldo watched me from the bed, looking satisfied and a little worried. “Text me if you need anything,” he said. I rolled my eyes but grinned. “Yeah yeah. Night.” I peeked out the door, hallway still clear, and slipped back to my room without a sound. Saphira had not moved. I climbed into my bed and pulled the covers up, body buzzing and satisfied in a way I had not felt in forever. My mind was quieter too. The tension that had been choking me all night finally loosened. Whatever we were now, secret or not, it felt like a start instead of just confusion.I had just started drifting off when I heard Saphira shift in her bed. The lamp clicked on. I froze under the covers. “Sara,” she said, voice quiet but sharp. I turned over slow. She was sitting up staring right at me, eyes narrowed like she had been waiting. “You went to his room, didn’t you?” My stomach dropped but I tried to pla
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