Chapter 39

• KEYLA
• The moment I stepped out of that hall, I felt my chest tighten. My hands were cold, but my face was burning hot. I could still hear Hunter’s mom’s voice in my head, the way her eyes had looked at me when she said those words. She didn’t even try to hide it—she wanted me to feel small. And it worked.
• I walked faster down the small steps, pretending the night air didn’t sting my cheeks. My heels clicked too loud on the pavement, and it annoyed me for no reason. I just wanted to get far away, but it felt like the parking lot was too far.