The Apex's hidden mate
“God, I would love to see that meltdown—but nah, I’ll pass. My eyes deserve peace.”
Quin, however, tilted her head thoughtfully. “And if things don’t end well?” Her question hung heavier than the leather seats around us. “If we don’t… make it through this, will we even graduate?”
The truth was, I’d thought about that more times than I cared to admit. The academy, our futures, all of it—sliding away like sand through a cracked glass. But letting doubt fester now wasn’t an option.
“We won’t lose,” I said, steady as steel. “And if by some miracle we do… then we’ll just make our own academy. With Tyla’s parents money of course.”
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