Priya Patel was standing in front of his locker, and she did not look happy.
Jace had known Priya for three years. She was Maya's best friend, and she did not like him. She had never liked him. So when he saw her standing there with her arms crossed and her jaw tight, he knew something was wrong.
"We need to talk," she said.
"About what?"
"About Maya."
Jace felt his stomach drop. "What about her?"
"She is falling apart." Priya stepped closer. "She has been crying for three days. She is not eating. She is not sleeping. And I know it has something to do with you."
Jace did not answer.
"I know about the messages," Priya said. "I know about Orion."
Jace went still.
"She did not tell me," Priya continued. "But I am not stupid. I saw the name on her phone. I saw the way she smiled at i
