Meredith
When I stepped into the room, Skye was already standing in the middle of it, arms folded, brows creased, like she’d been waiting the whole time.
I didn’t even get the chance to hang my bag before she fired.
''What the hell is going on with you lately?''
I blinked, keeping my voice level. ''Nothing’s going on.''
''Meredith,'' she said, and the way she said my name made me wince. Like I was some stranger wearing her roommate’s face. ''You disappear for hours. You come back looking like you've been dragged through heat. You barely talk to me anymore.''
I walked to my side of the room and sat on the bed. ''I'm fine, Skye. Really.''
She didn’t buy it. Of course she didn’t.
''Why won’t you talk to me? Did something happen at school? With Ava? With someone else?''
I pressed my l
