~ DRUSCILLA ~The stall door creaked open.Isaac stepped out first, hurriedly fixing the collar of his shirt like a man trying to pretend nothing had happened. His hair was slightly disheveled, his breathing uneven. Patricia followed behind him, smoothing down her skirt with trembling hands, her fingers fumbling as if they had suddenly forgotten how to work.Then they saw me.Both of them froze.Their jaws slackened. Their eyes widened like they had just walked straight into a nightmare.For a second, the world tilted.My breath left my lungs so suddenly it felt like someone had punched me square in the chest.My mom.And Isaac.Oh my God.My hand flew to the wall beside me. I gripped it hard for support as the ground beneath my feet threatened to give way.Ivan rushed toward me immediately, his arm wrapping around my waist to steady me.“What the hell is going on?” he groaned, his eyes moving sharply between them and me.My hand lifted slowly, trembling as I pointed at them.I choked
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