Chapter 22: The King’s GambitPOV: ChloeThe hallway was still ringing from the sound of my palm hitting Sarah’s face. The red mark on her cheek was a brand, a physical manifestation of the bridge I had just burned. I could feel the eyes of every student in the corridor—a thousand needles of judgment—but I didn't care. For the first time in my life, the air didn't feel heavy. It felt thin. Cold. Real.I walked past the stunned crowd, my heels clicking like a countdown. I was heading for the Assembly Hall, but as I reached the entrance, the doors swung open.Jax stood there. He wasn't alone. He was flanked by the varsity wrestling team, their massive frames blocking the sunlight streaming in from the courtyard. Jax wasn’t screaming. He wasn't raging. He was smiling that jagged, arrogant smile that used to make me feel safe, but now only made me feel sick.In his hand, he clutched a thick, black leather folder—the kind the administration used for "Permanent Records.""Everyone! Li
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