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“Not until you tell me what’s happening with you and Ace.”

Her eyes cloud with confusion, and for a second I feel nothing but relief. But then her lip twists with smug arrogance. “He told you?”

I stagger back, her words like tiny knives over my skin.

“Guess he didn’t want to keep it a secret after all.” She gives me a dismissive shrug.

“You... you and he...” I choke out the words over the pain splintering do

wn my chest.

She’s lying.

There’s no way he would...

Yet her big blue eyes, eyes I’ve spent almost six years hating, sparkle with nothing but honesty.

“What can I say?” She shrugs, flicking one of her perfectly curled pigtails off her shoulder. “He wanted a taste of something classier.”

My stomach churns, and I almost puke right there in the hall.

Kids are watching. I feel their stares, hear their whispers. But I can’t take my eyes off the girl who was once someone I thought I could trust with my secrets.

“Why, Michaela? Why do you hate me so much?” Our messy history seeps into the space between us, but she isn’t the one bleeding out.

I am.

She’s taken everything from me. My dad, my life, and now she’s taken the one person I thought I could always count on.

Ace will tell me it’s part of his plan. He’ll feed me lies about it meaning nothing, about it being a means to an end.

But it doesn’t matter.

I’m done.

I’m so done.

“You’re weak, Remi. You’ve always been weak.” She snarls the words. “When we were kids you were like my shadow. It’s pathetic, really, when I look back. You know it was my mum who suggested I befriend you. I think she felt guilty she was screwing your dad.”

“Wh-what?” Blood roars between my ears as I desperately try not to cry.

“Oh, you didn’t know? They were seeing each other for years.”

“No,” I whimper. “That’s not true. It can’t be.”

“He didn’t want you, Remi. Just like Ace doesn’t really want you.”

“You fucking bitch.” I lunge for her just as strong arms grab me around the waist and pull me away.

“She’s not worth it.” Cole’s voice is a low growl in my ear. “Come on.” He wraps his arm around me, guiding me away.

“It wouldn’t surprise me if Remi the Slut is taking turns with them all,” Michaela calls, inciting raucous laughter. Cole tears away from me and gets right up in her face.

I stand there, trembling, as he glares at her. He doesn’t speak, he doesn’t move, he just stares as if he’s plotting out her slow and painful death in vivid technicolor in his head.

“Creeper, much?” She tries to brush off the tense atmosphere, and eventually Cole backs away, returning to my side.

“You good?” he asks.

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