At first, I thought it was a prank. Maybe some i***t had too much on their hands and was trying to mess with me. I shoved the phone back into my pocket and forced my attention back to the stage, where Bella was still glowing under the lights, laughing with Jackson as the crowd cheered on. But every few minutes, my mind betrayed me drifting back to that message, to the words glowing on the screen. ‘I know your secret, but what are you going to do when she finds out?’
It could be nothing. It could be a wrong number, a stupid joke. But the timing, right in the middle of all this chaos… it felt too deliberate. Suddenly the air felt thick, and suffocating. I leaned toward Sophia, who was scrolling through her phone, her lips pursed in that bored way she got when things didn’t revolve around he
