Chapter 92

• "I don't want to go to class, Uche." I held him back when we got to the door of the classroom."You got the video deleted and you found a way to stop them from talking about me in the group chat, but they've got lips you know. You can't seal that." My anxiety was getting the better of me.
• "Just ignore them," I heard him say like it was so easy.
• "I...I can do that," I muttered to myself as I remembered that I could. I used to have classmates and neighbors say the most horrible shit about my mum and her addiction, and I survived it.