Luca's POV
My phone rang at midnight. Maya.
"I saw it," I said before she could speak.
"They're saying I knew." Her voice was controlled but barely. "They're saying Aria was planned. That I've been working with you this whole time."
"I know."
"Luca, I have parents in my school who read the news. I have a community that trusted me." A pause. "If people believe this I don't just lose my job. I lost everything I built."
"They won't believe it."
"You don't know that."
She was right. I didn't. "Where are you?"
"My kitchen. I can't sleep."
"I'm coming back."
"No. Don't." She exhaled. "I need you to fix this, not sit in my living room."
"Tell me what fixing looks like to you."
"A statement. Tonight. Something that makes clear I had no knowledge of who you were. That I was as deceived
