Ryder
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I drop onto the edge of the couch, elbows on my knees, and drag both hands through my hair. My chest is tight, like there’s a weight sitting on it that won’t budge.
Everything feels too damn loud and too damn quiet at the same time.
I hate this.
This feeling of being cornered. Of losing control, I'm always level headed, one step ahead and sure of what to expect.
But I’ve been through worse. Betrayals, breakups, being kicked out of my own damn house at seventeen and having to fight for a name that wasn’t even mine. This, the stupid pictures circulating online, people immediately assuming things, the defamation. Being away from Maya.
It’s crawling under my skin.
It’s not just about me anymore, this person is hellbent on ruining my reputation and it is affecting ColeM, the
