The email arrived at 2:13 a.m.
Ava Montgomery was still awake, sitting on the floor of her dorm room with her back against the bed, laptop balanced on her knees. The campus outside her window was quiet for once, but her mind refused to follow.
The subject line made her stomach drop.
CONFIDENTIAL: PERSONAL RECORDS ATTACHED
She stared at it for a full minute before opening it.
Her hands trembled as the attachments loaded.
Medical records.
Therapy notes.
Private disciplinary files from years ago.
Things no one outside her family should have had access to.
Her breath left her in a shallow gasp.
Someone had reached deep.
Too deep.
Her phone buzzed immediately after.
Unknown Number: You should have stayed quiet.
Ava’s heart slammed violently against her ribs.
She didn’t reply.
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