Rylie's POV
"So why'd you do it?" Blake asked as he pulled me into an empty classroom and closed the door behind him. "Were you really that desperate for everyone to know?"
"Not you too! You dragged me here. The least you could do is not speak in code," I groaned, massaging my temples as I paced back and forth.
"Don't play dumb. It could only have been you. You're the one who locked me in that damn closet in the first place."
I hesitated to respond, my heart rate rising as I processed his response. Closet? But I deleted the video and I was the only one who even watched it. I had to be the only one...
"Maybe this will jog your memory."
Blake thrust his phone into my phone and I started to shoot a dirty look his way but my attention was diverted by the video playing on Bl
