Three months later, I went in for my final checkup. The doctor said I was pretty much clear, just told me I'd be a little more fragile than the average person from here on out.
Sitting for too long still bugged my back. Running, hiking, even ball games? Larry put a hard ban on all of it. Thank god I could still swim.
I headed back to school. Before I could even deal with Sienna, she came knocking on my door first.
My bestie forwarded me a post that was blowing up online:
Mila Vance from Westbrook U is a shameless extortionist.
"Are you kidding me? This b***h has some nerve. I swear to God, I'm gonna go off on her myself."
I didn't respond to any of it at first, which only made the post gain more traction.
A: [Hey, Mila Vance from Westbrook, you gonna say something? Or is everyone at
