Love me if you dare
Zara stood frozen in the middle of the empty quad, the cold night air suddenly feeling like it had teeth, her thumb hovering uselessly over the screen as her mind raced through every person who could possibly still have access to those photos — a list that was supposed to be exactly zero people, because she'd made absolutely sure of that, two years ago, when her entire world had fallen apart.
Someone had lied to her.
Someone had kept them.
And now, whoever it was, they weren't just threatening to tell her secret.
They were threatening to prove it.