Chapter 41
- Zara
- I didn’t plan to confront her after Gymnastics. My thighs burned from a dozen failed aerial flips, my palms chalk-dusted and trembling as I packed my shoes into my duffel bag. But when I saw Alex brushing her hair out at the mirror, all calm and radiant as if her entire life wasn’t a festering lie, the words spilled out before I could leash them.
- “Why did you drug me at the masked event?”