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“If I do this,” she said slowly, “I’ll lose everything. My spot on the squad. My friends. My… place.”

“That you’re happy all the time. That you don’t notice the cracks. That you didn’t see what happened in the parking lot last week.” His voice was low, even. “You saw Marcus shove Liam into a car door. You saw it, and you smiled and waved like the world was a parade.”

Trinity stared at the recorder. This wasn’t a prank. This wasn’t a crush finally noticing her. This was a weapon, and he was handing her the trigger. -InnocentHigh- Trinity May -Trinity Does What I...

She clicked the record button.

-InnocentHigh- Trinity May -Trinity Does What I... The fluorescent lights of InnocentHigh buzzed softly, a constant hum that Trinity May had long since tuned out. What she couldn’t tune out was the weight of the folded note in her pocket. “If I do this,” she said slowly, “I’ll

Kael’s gaze didn’t waver. “Or you’ll finally find out who you are when you stop being everyone else’s puppet.”

The words, scrawled in sharp, unforgiving ink on the front of the note, weren’t a question. They were a command. And the “I” belonged to the one person at this school who had never asked Trinity for anything: Kael Vance. My… place

“Pretending?”