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I nod, wrapping my arms around his neck. He hugs me by the waist and kisses my neck in an affectionate way. Smiling, I realize that Stanley is like that ray of sunlight in winter that fills you with warm feelings.

“Okay.”

I walk him to the lobby of the building, and I come back quickly to spend time with Luanna. We start chatting as we take the cases to my room. She told me about her trip and kept stalling when I tried to bring up the topic about what happened before she got sent to the academy. Luanna has always been an open person. Whatever happened was strong enough to not talk about it with me, and I know almost every detail of her life.

“So, that’s your personal Ken,” she comments, bringing up Stanley to avoid talking of her life. I nod, walking to the corner of the bed to take the sheets off. Luanna helps me with the other side. “He’s hot.”

“I know.”

“Although he’s not your usual type,” Lu adds as she makes a face. “You were always into idiots.”

A shiver rips through me, remembering the type of guys that I considered attractive in the past. They were nothing like Stan. I doubt that I ever stopped to notice the good guy.

“I know,” I repeat.

“But you look happy with him. Happier than I’ve ever seen you before. I like that,” she concludes with a genuine smile. “I’m glad that you found someone that complements you. You’re glowing around him. You deserve that and more.”

“Thanks,” I whisper and, even if I don’t say it out loud, I know that she deserves more than what she’s getting. I don’t know what she’s been through in the past year, or the reasons why my uncle acted so drastically, but I do know that Luanna is a good person. She deserves more than a second chance.

“If I don’t ask, my head is going to blow up. Is he good in bed? Because that smile that you have…”

By instinct, my muscles tense up.

“Reallygood,” I assure her, winking.

I can be completely honest with her.

“I envy you,” she admits. “I haven’t gotten any action in months.”

I laugh.

“Ash and Karma told me the same thing,” I mention, shaking my head. “Though, you should see the line of guys that are into Ash.”

“Line of guys? Do you have photos? That’s something that I want to see.”

Curiosity decorates her words.

“I’ll show you a photo.”

I walk to the desk where I dropped my phone earlier and I see that I have a weird notification glowing in the screen.

John Carter tagged you in a post.

Pressing the bubble, my heart drops to my feet when I see the post. My stomach squeezes in a knot, and I feel sick, wanting to throw up whatever is left in my system. My whole body is being crushed by a pressure from the sky. I can’t breathe, nor think. I’m not capable of processing what I’m reading over and over again.

“Bree, are you okay?”

Luanna’s voice sounds far away, even when I know that she’s only a few meters from me. I don’t have the strength to answer or move my head. I’ve lost control of my body.

I’m not okay.

John Carter posted in the group of the university a screenshot of the message that I sent him two months ago and tagged me so that everyone could see that I sent it.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Hours later, I’m still not capable of processing what’s happening. The minutes have slowed down to the point where I don’t know if they’re passing. I’m locked up in my room, hiding in my sheets, wanting to curl up in a ball and disappear from the whole world. Everything around me is a fog that I can’t decipher.

Luanna was the one who acted when I couldn’t. She deactivated my account and changed my user from all other social media, deleting my name from any bio where people can connect it to me. Also, she archived all the photos where my face was shown. Nothing is linking me to that message, except that my name is still there. I’m being humiliated, brought down to my knees, and I find myself weak with nothing else to do but to hide from the world.

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