Riley’s pov
I stormed out of the principal's office, my hands trembling with anger. How dare they? How could he decide on something this personal without consulting me? My surname. My identity. It wasn't something Xavier or his family could change on a whim. It felt like I was losing myself little by little, piece by piece, to a marriage I never asked for. A marriage that was nothing but a contract. I wondered if Xavier knew about this. If he did, and he hadn't bothered to tell me, it would break me completely.
My chest burned with a mix of anger and humiliation. I couldn’t bear the thought of him being complicit in this. Weren’t we supposed to be a team? At least on paper? I had signed the contract knowing it wasn’t a real marriage, but I still expected basic respect. Was that too much
