Soren
I watch from the doorway as she holds court with her sorority sisters, her voice managing that perfect mix of skepticism and authority.
"I mean, c'mon. Felix risking everything for his stepsister?" She looks at her nails as though the whole scandal is terribly dull. "That photo is either photoshopped or taken out of context. I dated him for more than a year. Trust me, he's not that stupid."
A few girls nod. Others take out their phones, fingers flying on their keyboards. The tide is turning, uncertainty quietly taking hold where certainty used to be.
I slip out the side door and run, not to the parking lot where everyone huddles, but around back. Behind the science hall where nobody goes except to smoke pot or make out.
I fall against the brick wall, sliding down unt
