The next morning, I walked into Silver Oak feeling lighter than I had in weeks. The sleepover had been a success, Heather’s crew had finally tasted a fraction of what they’d put us through, and for once, the girls and I felt invincible. Even sneaking off to see Kallum felt worth it, like I could finally balance my friendships with the feelings I couldn’t seem to shake for him.
But that weightlessness vanished when I saw Heather waiting by my locker, her lips twisted into a dangerous smile that immediately set me on edge.
“Cora,” she greeted, her voice as smooth as it was venomous. “We need to talk.”
I forced a steady look, even though my heart was already pounding. “What do you want, Heather?”
She leaned in, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper. “I know all about your little… secre
