Chapter Twenty-Four
I run all the way back to my room at Fuller. I kick my shoes off, drop my raincoat on the floor, silence my cell phone, and climb into bed. I’m glad for my numerous cushions this evening; they’re helping to hide me from the world. It isn’t even dark yet, but I don’t care. I want to fall asleep so my brain doesn’t keep replaying all our horrible, angry words. So I won’t keep seeing their faces over and over. Damien’s guilt when he realised I’d heard everything he said. Mike’s disappointment at hearing about our scheme. And the hurt in Noah’s eyes when I turned on him.
Through the duvet and cushions, I hear a soft tap on my door. “Andi?” Carmen calls to me. “Is everything okay? I heard your door slamming.”
I consider ignoring her, but I’ve already alienated three peopl
