I found our dorm room empty and silent when I opened the door. I locked the door in case Brooklyn came back. I didn’t want her to see the phone. I went straight to my bed and pulled Amanda’s phone from my bag.
For a moment, I stared at it. A brand-new iPhone cradled in a pink case. I opened the front of the case and pushed the button to turn the phone on. I swiped in the code and looked at the string of notifications. There was little wonder she had such an inflated ego; she had 20 different guys trying to hook up with her. I removed all the notifications and went to her w******p.
There was a group chat there I wanted to have a deeper look at. I’d seen it earlier but couldn’t believe it was serious. Four guys and Amanda were going to hook up in Las Vegas after graduation? At the same ti
